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Chapter 5 Part 3 No Identity, New Papers
"Where to now? Home first? Or go get the temporary ID?" she asked once we were in the car.
"Is the ID center far?"
"Not far, about ten minutes. You want to do it now?"
"Mm, of course. It's got to be done anyway."
Yingzhi started the car, and we merged into traffic. It was past 3 p.m., the sun slanting west.
Somehow, though we'd left the police station and reentered the city's bustle, I still seemed to smell the faint scent of semen and love juices in the air and I was becoming one more drop in that current.
Because the police station's layout resembled my old world, I expected the ID center to have counters and windows where staff sat opposite applicants.
To my surprise, there were no counters. There was a ticket machine at the entrance, with a male staffer helping us take a number: 53.
Inside was a large hall with several rows of sofas. Opposite, along the wall, was a row of doors eight in total, numbered 1 to 8.
Two large screens showed the current number: 44.
So, the processing was done in rooms?
We sat on a sofa near the entrance, and I was about to ask questions when door 7 opened. A man walked out, looking very much like someone who'd just gotten off wearing that distinct male post-release satisfaction.
"Take care, sir!"
A tall woman followed him out. She was pretty, in a short black suit skirt and white fitted blouse a standard office-lady outfit but rumpled, with buttons undone and half her cleavage exposed.
She went to the front desk. Being close, I heard the exchange.
"Did he do you?" the desk staff asked.
"Mm. He said he'd waited too long and wanted compensation, so I let him have one," the woman said, nodding.
"What an excuse! That one waited only fifteen minutes from ticket to room what more does he want?" the front desk muttered, annoyed.
"Forget it. Government staff should satisfy the public. Otherwise he'll give me a bad rating. Remember to log it so I can get a stipend," she said.
"Okay. Thanks for your hard work."
The woman walked gracefully back to her room. The screens flashed:
"Number 045, please go to room 7. Number 045, room 7."
A man and woman stood and went over. The woman accepted their ticket and went in with them; the door closed.
No point in further questions everything seemed so natural here. Why make a fuss?
Not everyone who went in had sex with the staff. Many came out looking normal especially women alone, for whom nothing seemed to happen.
I chatted with Yingzhi, watching the numbers advance. With eight rooms working, things moved quickly.
"Number 053, please go to room 2. Number 053, room 2."
Finally my turn. I took my form and looked at Yingzhi. "Coming with me?"
"No need. Go on, I'll wait here."
"All right. Wait for me a bit."
Room 2's staffer was a shoulder-length, short-haired beauty in the same uniform high, straight nose, big eyes, smile brimming with fresh youth, around twenty or so, with a very different aura from a married woman like Yingzhi.
"Hello, sir, I'm ID agent for Room 2, Liu Xiawei. Pleased to serve you."
She took my ticket and smiled. "Please come in."
She bowed slightly, inviting me into the room, then followed and closed the door.
The room was simple: a two-seater sofa, a low desk for processing, a laptop on the desk, a display on the wall mirroring the laptop's welcome screen, and, in the corner, a small beverage counter with a water dispenser and cups.
"Please sit, sir."
Miss Xiawei poured a glass of water and put it on the desk. Her first move then was to take off her suit jacket. She wore a tight white blouse tucked into a narrow short skirt, with black stockings and heels below crisp, professional… and exquisitely curvy.
I naturally wouldn't miss my chance.
I stepped closer and pressed my hand directly over her proud chest. "Miss Xiawei, may I play with you?"
Liu Xiawei smiled. "Sir, no sex is allowed in the government ID center. I hope you'll understand."
"Then may I fully appreciate your beautiful body?"
And with that I began unbuttoning her blouse…
The temporary ID process went smoothly. We sat side by side on the sofa, watching the display and answering her questions.
She sat sunk into the cushion, skirt riding high, exposing even her inner thighs. I rested my hand on her thigh, caressing at will, and occasionally wrapped her slender waist.
Her hands typed on the laptop. Though the shirt still hung on her shoulders, her front was open, and naturally her soft breasts became the focus of my hands.
Despite my restless fingers, the process wrapped up smoothly. A receipt printed from a slot beneath the display. Since the card itself would take time to make, I couldn't get it on the spot, but this receipt would serve as my ID in the meantime. As she passed the receipt to me, Xiawei slipped from my grasp. I folded the paper and put it away then suddenly noticed the screen prompting me to rate her service.
She smiled. "Sir, please rate my service."
The options were: Excellent, Good, Pass, Unsatisfactory.
I grinned wickedly. "What happens if I choose Unsatisfactory?"
"Please don't, sir. If we get one Unsatisfactory in a month, our performance pay is docked. Two Unsatisfactories in a month means we're conscripted to escort vulnerable groups."
"Escort vulnerable groups?"
"Mm. The homeless, solitary elderly, beggars, low-income workers, scavengers. The government provides them with food and female escorts. Each month, a random selection of female civil servants are assigned. Also, poorly rated female staff are sent. We have to serve them naked in parks, under bridges, or in old buildings where they live."
"Oh? Have you ever been sent for an Unsatisfactory?" I asked.
"Of course. It happened last month. It's not just the sex the government adds humiliation. We show up completely nude at a designated pickup point, not knowing where we'll be sent. Once there, they open the door, push us out, and drive off. Last time, they dumped me beneath a bridge where five homeless men were living. I wanted to run, but where could I go? They grabbed me and gangbanged me almost an entire afternoon, until the government vehicle came back. Honestly, it's miserable. Sir, choose any of the other options just not Unsatisfactory."
Her face held a pleading look; clearly she didn't want to be used that way again.
So I asked, "Would you rather be used by them… or be used here by me?"
She didn't answer verbally. She lifted her hands and, as she slipped her scarcely clinging blouse from her shoulders, said, "Sir, I'll let you enjoy yourself once. But there are others waiting outside do me hard and fast, don't worry about my feelings."
I understood what she meant she hoped I'd finish quickly so she could get back to work. But how could I let her off that easily?
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