He doesn’t, but that doesn’t mean things don’t get worse.

The man pats her down, trying to stay as professional as possible. His hands grab around her boobs and pussy, but he never overreaches. He finally finishes, and scratches his head. “I apologize if any of that was too embarrassing for you, miss.”

Emily shakes her head. “No it’s fine. I appreciate you being so delicate.”

The agent nods. “You’re welcome. However, I wasn’t able to find anything that stood out. Please stand in the search area over there.” He points to a spots behind a pair of glass walls. What’s the point of those?

Emily walks over, as the agent follows her. “Ok ma’am, I’m going to need to strip search you.”

Emily’s eyes go wide. “You can’t be serious!”

He shakes his head. “Nothing too **** yet. Just take off your shirt and jeans. Then we can head back to the machine and try another scan.”

“Isn’t there somewhere less…public to do this?”

He shakes his head. “Apologies. The usual private rooms are currently under renovation. You’ll have to do it here.”

Emily sees her family staring, impatient and frowning back at her. She needs to get on with it…

Emily reaches down, and pulls her shirt up. Her cute little white bra is exposed, holding her large tits in. She then takes a deep breath, and pulls her jeans down around her ankles, cursing herself for wearing such skimpy underwear today. As she bends over, she hears a guy behind her yell, “Nice ass!” She blushes and shoots up, hiding herself with her hands.

The agent takes the clothes and places them in a basket. “Excellent, thank you. Now come with me, we need to scan you again.”

Emily bashfully walks back to the line of dozens of other people, fully aware that there’s tons of people staring at her as she is in just her underwear. She walks into the scanner, and grimaces as she has to hold her arms above her head again. The machine runs again, seemingly taking a little longer this time.