That's what she is. What are you, whore?" A c…cump…ig, sir," mumbled Claire, blushing with shame.Christina pushed her way through the party goers ...nd stood in front of Claire. "Yeah, that's right," she said, grabbing Claire's hair in her fist and pulling Claire's head back. Amy lent over, holding a black magic marker pen, and began to write in large block capitals on Claire's breasts and belly, speaking each word as she wrote it, "Dirty …… fucking …… cum pig." Claire looked so degraded kneeling. "One more thing, the replacement Suburban for KCC is coming with them, Earnhardt Chevrolet had one in stock," Marcy added."BJ, do you remember Robert Styles and Bert Ford, they are the computer hackers who work for the criminal computer investigative division for the task force?" Jenny asked."Yes, I think we both do," I replied with a laugh."The state has combined that department with several others. In the process, they have a new supervisor that everyone hates and have also lost all their. He passed him photographs of the five girls. "The county perhaps," he said, "but not these young ladies."Reg fished a pair of spectacles from his jacket pocket and peered at the photographs with enthusiasm. "Reasonable. Very reasonable," he said, running a finger across each picture in turn as if somehow the pictures had been embossed with the girls' features. "I am sure I will be able to oblige."Harry really didn't like working with Reg. All of Harry's associates enjoyed their work — it wasn't. “Of course, if you can’t do it, there’s always Bill….”I think she made the last comment to stir me up. She was really asking for it now. Without telling her, I let the belt loop drop from my hand, watching the double strand become one. I knew this one would sting like hell. “Move your hands away from your ass!” I ordered.Even as she moved her hands off of her gorgeous ass, I was moving my arm back and taking aim at the delectable, perfectly rounded globes. This time I heard the belt whistle.