Device, Inc.

By R.L., Jr

How millions of immigrants enter the United States and are granted asylum, work permits, special visas, green cards, etc...And on the flip side, many others are presenttly denied basic human rights and divided from their families as if they were some type of new modern day slaves.

• Language: English
• Publisher: R.L., Jr
• Release date: Oct 30, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311084934

R.L., Jr

Born on the Westside of Chicago,Illinois. Robert was raise on the Southside of town and has been writing and publishing non-fiction, fiction, short stories and poetry for over 20 years. By trade, he has been employed in the fields of and mastered automotive technology, diesel technology / Heavy equipment,as well as industrial/commercial mechanics in the same time span. In 2007, Robert was promoted to an engineering assistant and since that time he has been employed at operating some of the largest structures such as production plants, arenas and skyscrapers in the midwest. His hobbies includes chess, studying logic in several languages and basketball. As a youth he once told his large family that after he accomplished his mechanical dreams and before his age took it's course, that he would begin a literary career. He lives up to this promise in 2013.

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Device, Inc.

Published By R. L. Worthon, Jr.

Copyright 2015 R. L. Worthon, Jr.

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Table of contents

Introduction

Chapter-1 Sex Slaves, Part-1

Chapter-2 Slaves, Part-2

Chapter-3 Tricks of the Trade

Chapter-4 People for Profit

Chapter-5 Hard Work and No Appreciation

Chapter-6 Freddie Wolff Speaks

Chapter-7 'Racist I'm Not'

Chapter-8 How the Borders are Breached, Part-1

Chapter-9 Borders are Breached, Part-2

Chapter-10 Advocates of Injustice

Chapter-11 Man from Honduras

Chapter-12 Yuan-Renminbi Speaks

Chapter-13 Souls of Sell-Outs

Chapter-14 False Misconceptions

Chapter-15 Greed Often Rules

Chapter-16 Two Roads-One Way

Chapter-17 Dividing Families

Chapter-18 Selected Corruption

Chapter-19 Money Changers

Chapter-20 One Life to Breed

Chapter-21 Tide Shifts

Chapter-22 Foreign Nightmares

Chapter-23 Three Blind Mice

Chapter-24 Inquiry into Emotions

Chapter-25 Due Process Denied

Chapter-26 Penalties of Vice

Introduction

How millions of undocumented immigrants are smuggled across the border and remain in the United States and

are allowed to post a bond up to $5,000.00 and are freed or granted political asylum, work permits or provided with special visas handed automatic green cards, assigned homes, cars and are provided with healthcare and social services. But, are simply left in the dark regarding the terrors and horrors they will face while working and residing in The United States of America

The name of the company Device, Inc. and the town called Littleton, are both fictitious, so is every name mentioned in this book by no means will I reveal or breach the confidential agreements made to any party, citizen, law enforcement, or aliens who provided me with first hand knowledge of events, the injustices, the crimes committed or any incident that occurred at their place of employment that law enforcement does not already know of...

Imagine if you will waking up out of bed at five every morning, Monday through Friday, once that screeching alarm sounds, while walking you yearn-half awoke and staggering to the restroom. That very first glance into the hanging mirror on the wall forces you to realize that a living hell is near.

A fifteen minute drive seems like forever, you arrive at work on time, and the moment you punch in, six juvenile females have just been raped, 20 kilograms of cocaine has just rolled by on an open push cart, and 50 illegal workers have just paid over $1,000.00 each for fake driver's licenses in just thirty five seconds on the job. Enclosed you will find what many of my co-workers experienced on a daily basis. Many were manipulated, coerced to lie to police and other officials, placed under ultimate mind-control, participated in criminal fraud, corruption, and even prostitution was all common practice at Device, Inc.

Yes! This book will reveal how upper and lower management staff imposed their cruel wills upon women, juveniles, the elderly, disable as well as illegal workers and other minorities. Once an illegal immigrant has been robbed or tortured, or raped, to whom would they report the crime? Where would they find justice? Which law firm would represent indigent-illegal workers?

Who's going to care for her children once she's arrested for reporting a rape, while illegally residing in America? Hold on! That's not going to happen and the perpetrators, rapists, and perverts already know that to be fact. A great-white shark will leap out of the deep blue sea and walk on the crystal sands on the beach of Saint Martin with a Cuban cigar attached to its fin before an illegal alien reports that they have been a victim of a crime to the police. Now you the reader-think about it!

Take a break and travel down to the American/Mexican Borders and witness for yourselves how easily it is for anyone to cross or re-cross more than once while the same patrol-shift is on duty. American citizens should be deep concern about terrorists, drug cartel members and other violent hoodlums inviting themselves in with little or no resistance at all. Also you will openly observe thousands of children abandoned at every port of entry (62 known) it's an agonizing cloud, a dolefulness mist, and a heavy scent of sadness hovering over the entire area in which no one is immune. It’s a place where at any given time of the day corpses litter the valley and if you happen to touch one-you will own it possibly with a long prison sentence or with your life.

There's a lot going on with a dead body in the desert or valley, either the person died naturally for some reason, or was killed, or being brutally returned to a warring party, or the body is stuffed with drugs waiting on a pick up and the beat goes on its best to mind your own business and move along your way alive.

Although the events, stories, testimonies, and criminal activities are true, I have been moved to reference this piece as political fiction and reserving all rights, informing the entire world that slavery still exist.

Whenever a meat packing plant or assembly plant are raided the local, state, and federal law enforcement agencies make hundreds of arrest and 99% of the time illegal immigrants are the main targets. Only on rare occasions one will witness upper and lower case management staff facing criminal charges and escorted off in hand cuffs. Likewise you won't hear about a drug or weapons seizure in the media even though it occurs in 1 out of every 3 raids.

It's all elementary! By the time big business, elected officials, local, state, and federal law enforcement agencies finish cutting under the table plea deals, glow in the dark negotiations, stuff off-shore accounts with bloody bribes to the brim, pocket kick backs and pay off other high ranking officials only the illegal immigrants will appear to be the master minds of breaking the law instead of being the actual victims.

Tax paying citizens should be concern that their elective officials are allowing big business to have a free hand in smuggling, harboring, and aiding illegal immigrants to walk into American cities at will and set up slave shops without a challenge from legal authorities. The police are willing to uphold the law, but politics are far from the law. If you desire to know all the facts on U. S. raids on big business goggle 'Raids' there you will find the facts to this shaky policy on immigration.

How millions of undocumented immigrants are smuggled or cross the borders, remain in the United States of America,

and are allowed to post a bond up to $5,000.00 and are freed or granted political asylum, work permits or provided with special visas handed automatic green cards, assigned homes, cars and are provided with health and The States of America social services. But, are simply left in the dark regarding the terrors and horrors they will face while working and residing in The United States of America

CHAPTER ONE

. Sex slaves part-1

It's Monday morning in the town of Littleton, U. S. A, around 7:30 a.m. and as usual the daily staff meeting had just concluded. The big wigs stampeded out of the conference room like a pack of wild wolves, among them was one Alexis Patton, the company's shift manager who was frantically high stepping, her heels clacked upon the marble tile like a horse on an afternoon stroll, she was on her way towards line-5 on the production floor with a purpose.

At a science, line-5 was predetermined and loaded with African American males that attracted not only Alexis, but other females as well. Miss Patton needed her daily hit of Mandingo Warrior meat, barreling through and pushing employees aside as if she-herself were a lioness, in the dense brush, roaming near the upper Niger valley for her next meal.

My home-boy, Lou Brewer worked on line-5. A young-good looking black brother in his early twenties was like gold to some women in this town. At any given time, Alexis would routinely escort Lou to the rear staff offices to work on priority orders according to company policy, but really those well furnished rooms were used specifically to quench the unbridled sexual desires of the powers that be.

Today, I decided to do a little private investigation work of my own, so I waited approximately two and a half minutes, more like two, then I systematically eased my way back towards the rear offices and witness first hand for myself what was really shaking back there. I slowly opened the entrance door without making a sound, ease my way down the hall and in the very first office, as sure as bullshit stank, Lou had that nasty-neck bitch, Alexis bent with her wings spread open over the top of an expensive maple wood desk. All you could hear was her ass screaming in passion, Harder baby! Harder! and the popping of her soaking wet pussy farting each time Lou's big black ass cock made the in-stroke motion, back out, a deeper in-stroke again like steel pistons in a 350 Chevy Impala engine.

I knew that white bitch was a super freak. It was written all across her replacement lips. She still had on her tiny purple thongs which were pulled to the side and dripping with warm man cream.

Fuck my tight white pussy, nigger! Fuck it, with that big black dick! She demanded. Lou said absolutely nothing at all. He obeyed her orders like a 1750 plantation slave. Spank it! Pound that naughty-little heifer! She ordered in intense and paroxysmal excitement. Then it happen at the same time they both exploded with discharges of ejaculations of semen on Lou's part it squirted all over her butt, hair and back. Alexis went into a deranged fit having continuous vaginal contractions escorted with loud out bursts. Lou then whispered, Yeah, Baby! That's my sweet snowflake! He said this repeatedly in a low keyed-tone of voice as if rehearsed.

I stood there hiding like a thief, while at the same time patrolling the hallway with my eyes like a spy just in case another big wig pervert went fishing off the lines for a chick or some more dick.

I thought the coast was clear to make my move and escape without being notice. But Alexis suggested that Lou fuck her in the ass. Put it in my ass. She directed him in a low sexy voice. And without hesitation Lou erected dick slid straight into her already lubed-up asshole with a show of force and authority. I got turned on myself watching my buddy fuck the shit out of this dirty bitch.

My dick wasn't that big, but for a white boy, it's a pretty good size to claim some bragging rights. I stood there jagging it off. On a scale from one to ten, Alexis body itself stood in the solid ten plus range. Her face and personality ran neck and neck at one and three-quarters. You bet! That bitch was ugly. I got it done with a splash.

Suddenly, I heard noises coming from another office, so I crept slowly in that direction, barely getting away from Lou noticing me. It was Sofia Sanchez who worked on line-3, mostly mixed with Spanish speaking individuals from different countries. The shades in the office were down, no one could see in or out, and that's because the illegal workers cleaned the entire building, as well as being paranoid of immigration officers they never raised the blinds anywhere in the building.

There she was I a colorful flower dress which nearly scraped the floor, tight enough to see her perfectly shape apple bottom wiggling as she walked. It was raise up to her hips as she sat on Aspen's lap, another brutal crew leader, exposing her ass while bouncing up and down on his white cock. Cream was running out her pussy as he forced her body in motion. Sofia who spoke good English claimed to be a new born Christian. She was married once.

A year ago her American husband, Howard went down to South America in hopes to smuggle her younger brother back across the border, but that plan failed, because it turned out that was her first husband and they were still married. Rumors had it that some where between the dessert and San Diego Howard disappeared and was never seen again.

Meanwhile everyone expected a young kid to return, but instead her husband showed up out of no where with their son so that took suspicion off the couple. Months ago, large passenger vans popped up and dropped off hundreds