I pulled out the bra and put it on. The back lace and satin padded cups pushed my breasts up. Now I know why they call it a rack. The panties matched...and it felt unusual to have them so tight and close to my pussy. I used to wear boxers, but now they seemed silly and I would feel strange having to wear guy underwear. I walked over to the walk-in closet. I picked out a black, mid-thigh length dress, made out of rayon and spandex. It clung to my newly developed chest, but flared at my wide. I'll see you in the morning."Agent Barringer snooped around McMurdo for two days. His first day with Commander Blevins was almost routine. No news other than the initial discovery report and the SAR flight had leaked about the Siple Island rescue. Barringer reviewed everything in the Commander's files, including the interview with the survey flight pilot. From this end it seemed to be a perfectly routine, efficient Navy operation.It wasn't a grenade that exploded in the outhouse this time. It. The varsity team had won. Richard Johnson, the assistant coach was in the process of shutting everything down for the night. He opened the door to the swimming pool and heard splashing. It only took a second to recognize that three of the varsity cheerleaders were in the pool and they were skinny dipping. Their crimson and blue uniforms lay poolside. They froze as he walked in. Veronica, the cheer squad leader was the first to speak. Oh, Hi Dick. We thought everyone had already left. Why dont. ”“Thanks, sir.”I went back to my desk and dialed my home number. The answering machine came on. After listening to our mutual greeting and apology for doing something other than answering our phone, we asked that a message be left for us. Then there was a pause and a beep. I left my message.I was feeling great when I pulled into my parking space at our apartment. But instead of a warm and happy greeting when I walked in, there was silence. Right inside the door, where I would normally drop my.