"Oh...sexy." The man whispered quietly so only Skye could hear as she groaned out. In response to her protests, he did lift himself off of her back for a bit...but only so he could bring his weight down on her even harder.  "You ain't in charge here, bitch." The man pointed out, as if it wasn't totally obvious by now.  "And just a girl...got any ID on you?" He demanded, then reached a hand back and began to reach into her rear pants pocket...though he seemed more interested in feeling up her ass than checking her for ID.  "Or anything else on you you want to tell me about?"<br/><br/>"Oh...just come computers. Some very nice computers, looks like." One of the officers searching her van pointed out as one of said laptops soon flew out of the van and impacted the ground next to Skye's face. Her protests about the clothes only resulted in another officer kicking them around, until he bent down and picked up a pair of her underwear. "I approve." He told her, as if she'd care about his opinion. "Is this the type you are wearing right now?"