"Yeah...I'm not doing anything. That's what they all say." The officer kneeling on her back snarled at her as he finished cuffing her hands together, then yanked up on her arms so that they would painfully wrench agaisnt her shoulders. That gave him room to shift up a little on her back so that he was kneeling more on her upper back. From what he'd been able to tell from the brief glimpse he had of her,  she had a pretty good rack...and now it would be compressed agaisnt the hard ground.<br/><br/>Behind her, two officers hand entered her van and begun to search it. One of them had found a suitcase of her clothes and took great pleasure in dumping it out on the ground next to her, letting her see her privacy had been violated in that way as well. Uncalled for? Probably, but a whole lot of fun, and they all knew internal affairs wasn't going to bother with the complaint of some teenager who lived in her van.