Sometime about a year ago I was flying out of Denver, before I knew what the new scanners were doing. The TSO kind of smirked at me and said "you have to go in here now" which I thought was odd because I thought it was a metal detector, and I always go through them. They scanned me three or four times, saying they saw something odd on my back, but there wasn't anything odd on my back. I offered to raise the back of my shirt so they could look at my bra strap. (I was wearing a bra with a double strap in the back, which I guess may have looked odd... maybe.) Then the officers said "no no, you don't have to do that, you can go now."

I'm 30, and I'm not hourglass-figure-hot but I am thin and athletic. I remember complaining to someone in the airport that the whole experience had seemed fishy, but I didn't think about it again until I found out months later what the scanners were doing.

I'm pretty dismayed that they abused my trust... I would have assumed they'd at least tell me what's happening before violating my religion. And I'm also pretty creeped out. Now I opt for the pat-down, even though it takes longer. =(