We find it’s incredibly helpful for rape accused to be able to show their accuser is a slut. What we’ve done is developed an algorithm that trawls...the internet for images, recognises pictures of people, identifies ones that appear to be women showing a lot of skin or posed with a man’s cock or a sex toy, and then tries to cross-match them with photos already known to be of an identified woman such as from Facebook.’ He smiled at Claire (or rather, Claire’s tits) as he seated her at the desk.. The neighborhood looked run down. I wasn’t interested though.After killing the engine, Jordan said, “I’ll be back in a few minutes. Just wait here.”I watched her get out and walk up to the house. The sheet made her stand out in the dark. She knocked on the door almost impatiently. Someone answered it and then Jordan went inside. What kind of help did she expect to find? What was the help for? The only rational, if somewhat questionable, idea I could come up with was some form of therapy, but. ’ ‘What’s wrong, officer? I’m standing under a tree. Doing nothing. What’s wrong?’ ‘Public property.’ ‘What do the taxpayers do?’ ‘Let’s see your driver’s license.’ I took out my wallet. He looked at the license. He smelled of stale beer and cigars. ‘Ain’t I seen you someplace before?’ He squinted one eye at me. ‘Circus,’ I said. ‘I came through here last year with Ringling Brothers.’ ‘What you do?’ ‘Animal act. Cats.’ His eyes bugged. ‘Lions?’ ‘Pussy,’ I said. I looked straight a. him. He. She was just two feet away. "I'm again sorry if I overstepped earlier. I didn't mean to seem like I was prying or anything." No, like I said before, its okay." Tears almost started to well up in her eyes as her lip quivered. "It just hurts you know. We had been fighting lately and both of us traveling and me being gone but I never thought..." Her voice trailed off.I instinctively reached out and gently tapped her knee, "It's alright. It's going to hurt at first but I'm sure things will..."Her.