A TRUE Airport Screening ENF

[Carl Bradford]

A True Airport Screening ENF
Witnessed By: Hooked6

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Airport ENF – True Event
By Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)

I witnessed this first-hand back in 2011 as I was leaving England to return to America. Though security procedures may have changed since then, the details recounted are what I observed first-hand back in 2011.

I’m not sure how familiar you are with airport security features in the US but I can tell you that things are done very differently in the U.K. and for International travel, at least, security seemed much safer to me.

When I checked in at the airline desk in England to return to the U.S., they validated my passport information and ran the data through their immigration system to get the okay for me to leave the country. I then checked my baggage and headed towards the ubiquitous security metal detectors like they have in the U.S. They X-rayed my carry-on luggage and I had to remove my shoes and any metal objects from my person and then walk through the detector. So far it was much like the way things are done in the U.S.

I was then instructed to arrive at my gate at Gatwick International Airport approximately 1 hour and thirty minutes before my flight left. They stressed that punctuality was important. I had no idea why such a long lead time was required as all the important things like checking in, getting my boarding pass, passport validation, and security screening had already been done and all that was left was to board the plane, but I was soon to find out.

Unlike American airports, in the U.K. each International airline gate is a secure area. Once you get approval to enter your gate you can’t leave – period. You’re stuck sitting in the gate’s waiting area twiddling your thumbs until the plane starts to board. (I found out later the airlines can also have their own security for International travel.)

When the gate actually opens 1 hour and thirty minutes before boarding, they check each passenger in again, recheck your passport yet another time and then one by one they allow you to enter the gate area.

Once inside I noticed two tables set up across from each other along the walls – one manned by a male security agent and the other by a female agent.

At random, or what seemed like every third or fourth passenger, the gate airport security officers selected people to be screened yet again – male officers for male travelers and a female officer for female travelers. I was one of those selected. I was called over to the table and asked to place my carry-on luggage on the table as the officer asked a laundry list of questions like did anyone ask me to carry anything on the plane, or at any time was this bag out of my possession or left unattended – all reasonable questions in the post 911 era I suppose. I was then asked to empty my pockets and extend my arms out like a “T” as the officer patted me down. The whole process was conducted in plain sight and within a few feet of other waiting passengers in the gate’s seating area.

I then took a seat near the front of the seating area and began my long wait to board the plane. I tried reading a bit but the distraction of people being searched only a few feet away from me interfered with that process.

About 40 minutes later I saw a blonde, twenty-something young woman enter the gate area. Now if I hadn’t seen this with my own eye’s I don’t think I would have believed what I am about to tell you, but I promise you that this is absolutely a correct account of what transpired with no embellishment at all.

The young woman was selected and called over to the screening table and asked to place her bag up for inspection. She was a bit put out but complied. Based on the color of the passport she was carrying (red) she was obviously a British subject. She tossed her bag upon the table rather forcefully and let out a very audible sigh.

The female security agent searched the woman’s bag and purse and was very respectful and polite given the job she had to do. The woman calmed down and answered the litany of questions. The woman was then asked to remove her coat and empty any items she might have on her person into the container on the table for inspection. It was then that I noticed something odd. The woman’s expression changed from calm to one of panic.

I noticed this right off and so did the security guard. Now this concerned me because, as you may already know, there had been several days of riots in and around London as well as several larger cities in England during the preceding two weeks so this “expression” set off alarm bells in my head and I was immediately transfixed on this woman, wondering why her demeanor had suddenly changed. After all, this screening operation had been carried out so many times that to those witnessing the event it seemed pretty mundane and boring.

The girl just stood there not moving a muscle so the officer explained the reason for her request and politely asked the woman to place her coat upon the table and empty her pockets.

The woman flatly refused and kept shaking her head “no.”

To her credit, the officer remained calm though it was clear she was on a heightened state of alert. She once again explained the reason for her request and asked the woman to empty her pockets and place her coat upon the table.

The girl replied, “I can’t. I just can’t.”

The officer’s posture changed and she rounded from behind the table to stand immediately in front of the woman and this time firmly instructed the woman to empty her pockets and place her coat in the table.

By this time I too was growing quite anxious and apprehensive as to the reason this woman didn’t want to comply. Was she carrying a bomb or something or perhaps a weapon of some kind? That seemed unlikely as she would have already cleared security once. Still, the woman’s actions were very suspicious.

The girl was frantically looking around the waiting room and then back at the officer. She then said something like, “I changed my mind. I’m not going to travel today. I’m just going to go home.” She turned to leave but was stopped by the officer who grabbed her arm. The officer explained that once in the gate area she couldn’t leave and that she was acting very suspicious. The officer demanded once again, this time with firm authority, that the woman empty her pockets and remove her coat.

The woman was fidgeting and continued looking frantically around the room. She kept saying, “I can’t. I just CAN’T. Don’t make me do this. Just let me go, okay?”

By now EVERYONE on the gate area was focused on the two women waiting to see what was going to happen. A couple of men even stood up from their seats in the back, presumably to assist the officer if it became necessary.

The woman pleaded one last time and the officer told her that she was not going to ask her again to comply.

The woman lowered her head, which was now beat-red and began to unbutton her mid-thigh length coat. To everyone’s shock there was no bomb or dangerous weapon hidden beneath her garment. As she reluctantly tossed her coat on the table, it was obvious to the entire waiting room that the young woman was only a somewhat transparent pair of panties (knickers for my friends across the pond) under her coat and a pretty transparent pair at that!

I’m not sure if it was the adrenalin rush of facing a possibly dangerous situation or the fact that she now had a large audience, but the up-to-now calm and respectful security officer lost it. She began shouting at the woman asking her what she was playing at and whether she realized how close she came to getting hurt by her suspicious actions all because of a silly, childish prank. Clearly she was in no mood to see the situation as anything but grave.

The passenger began choking back tears and stated it wasn’t a prank and that she usually only wears her coat when traveling as it is more comfortable and that she hadn’t expected to be screened like this, or something to that effect.

I’m not sure I believed any of what she said as she was talking a mile a minute appearing to say whatever was coming to her mind. I recalled that at the main terminal area the airline check-in area I had to remove my coat when entering the metal detector for the first time so I assumed she would have had done that too and would have been “caught” way before now. Still I was glad she wasn’t some weirdo terrorist.

All this verbal exchange took place as she stood there in her underwear as everyone looked on. The officer did the pat down – I assumed to reassert her authority, rebuked her one last time and warned her how close she came to getting hurt by her actions and how serious this was. The passenger eventually was given back her coat but instead of taking her seat, she was allowed to leave the gate area and I never saw her again. In all the confusion I don’t know if she was told to leave and escorted to some place for further interview or if she left voluntarily, but left she did.

Clearly she was mortified by the entire incident.

Later on I had a chance to reflect on what had happened and I must say it was very interesting to say the least. Was the lady meeting her husband/boyfriend at the destination airport after a long absence and wanted to surprise him? Was she doing this on a dare? Perhaps she thought this would break up the monotony of such a long transatlantic flight. Whatever the reason, I got to see a priceless, truly embarrassed, almost naked, VERY attractive female in a VERY public setting. I definitely need to travel to the U.K. more often!

[SteveBurke]

You lucky bastard!

What a great thing to witness!

[b7ffh]

Great experience, and great re-telling of the experience. I almost felt like I was there witnessing the situation through your eyes.

2011 was after cell phones with cameras became common place. I wonder if somewhere there is someone with that incident recorded on his cell phone...

[jeepster]

Wow! That was interesting!

[searchem]

In the years immediately following 911 (2001-2003) it was not uncommon for the TSA to randomly perform secondary gate searches such as this, in the USA. You were certainly in the right place at the right time! Even airport security personnel, who have probably seen it all, were shocked by this.

[SteveBurke]

I wonder though, why didn't the woman just quietly explain to the security guard that she wasn't wearing anything else, and could she please be screened in private?

[Hooked6]

I wonder though, why didn't the woman just quietly explain to the security guard that she wasn't wearing anything else, and could she please be screened in private?

I have wondered about that a lot as that would certainly make sense to me. She might still have been called out for being childish or scolded for wasting security's time but would have certainly saved herself some embarrassment.

Not knowing what was in her mind I could only ponder this exact question over the years. I came up with these possibilities:

(1) She was already nervous about doing this and when she was caught in the queue (line) with several hundred people behind her waiting to enter the restricted gate area she just with the flow until she was randomly selected at the table and was shocked to be asked yet again to remove her coat. Perhaps she was buoyed the fact that most people weren't selected for further screening and thought she could just walk on through. By my own observation most people were in fact carrying their overcoats not wearing them so I am sure the security officer's request came as a surprise. After all, like everyone else, she was already screened once up entering the airport so perhaps she figured this was just a ticket and passport recheck. I suppose she was like many of us caught in a bad situation and couldn't think straight under pressure or in panic mode.

(2) She was an exhibitionist and planned this out carefully hoping to get caught and thus having an excuse for exposing herself to a crowd. This risk of getting yelled at was worth the thrill perhaps.

(3) She was a rather timid person as evidenced by her tears. She was already tearing up even though the officer up to that point was very polite and respectful even after telling her to remove her coat and the passenger felt trapped with no obvious solution (see above).

(4) She was overconfident having done this many times before on domestic flights without a secondary re-screening like this International Flight so she was suddenly caught off-guard but still thought she could talk her way out of having to take off her coat.

(5) She knew the security woman and wanted to surprise her by giving her a thrill (my warped imagination at play in this one LOL)

In any case, I really have no idea WHY she didn't warn the officer. Only she knows what was going through her mind. In any case, it is fun to think about though.

Hooked6

[b7ffh]

Found a very similar instance

https://www.quora.com/Have-you-ever-gon ... no-panties

Yes I went to the airport to pick up my husband and I was wearing nothing but stocking and a push up bra covered up with a long trench coat. It was summer time and very warm. I guess I looked out of place with the long coat on. While I was waiting security came up to me and asked me to come with them to talk. I immediately thought oh shit what's this all about. They took me to an office and asked me why I was wearing a winter coat in the middle of the summer. Remember this is after 911 so everyone is on edge about bombers. They asked me to please open up my coat for them as I went into a huge panic. I tried to explain to them why I was wearing the coat and what I had on underneath or what I really didn't have on underneath. They said please open up your coat so I had no choice. I opened the coat and everyone in the room was able to see my almost completely naked body. My nipples were hard in the half cup push up bra and my stocking was all I had on. I'm completely shaved so everyone could see my vagina with my Labia between my legs which my husband always tells me how much he loves to see them so I made sure to pull them out and down as far as I could before leaving the house. I knew I was on camera and the five security guards standing in front of me just stood there looking at me. I was asked to remove the coat so they could examine it. I'm sure they all had a great time with me and I will always wonder what happened to the video camera tape