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The DST Agent, part two
By: Malissa Madison
I was really happy to know that Tawny and Mona weren't Prostitutes,
though I myself had the deepest respect for the ladies of that
profession. Most had no real choice, and those who did were simply
trying to make ends meet.
Link it turned out lived a few doors down from them, He'd known both of
them their whole lives having grown up, and gone to school together.
They let me sleep on their couch for the night, and I woke up to giggles
the next morning. "Doesn't she look like a perfect angel?"
"Yeah she does," Tawny admitted. "But you're the one let her fall asleep
with Makeup on. Now it's all over the pillow, and her face." She
giggled.
"Oh crap, oh crap," I repeated. "Tawny, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to
make a mess of your pillow."
"Don't worry about it Sugar, it'll wash out, so since we don't have to
work until later tonight, What would you like to do?" Mona asked me.
"I'd love to see DC as a Girl." Then I looked at Tawny, "Thanks by the
way for not going all PMS on me for borrowing your breast forms last
night."
She giggled, "I was trying to decide which of the new girls was going to
get them since I don't need them anymore. But I think I'd like for you
to have them." After a minute she asked, You don't have a safe place to
keep them do you? Or a place where you can keep girl clothes?"
Frowning I said, "No I live in a barracks and have a nosey roommate and
I've caught him looking through my stuff it isn't kept locked up."
They looked at each other, then Mona said, "For ten dollars a month you
can rent out our extra closet."
She was totally serious, "How about a hundred and I rent your couch too
for when I have time off?"
"Girl are you crazy? That's almost a third of our rent." Tawny gasped.
"Look it means a lot to me that you two took me under your wings and
want to be my friends. I wouldn't feel right not helping out. Besides I
really need a safe place to stay when I get away from post."
After only a moment they made their decision, "You'll have to have your
own key. We might not be home every time you get time off."
Smiling near tears I said, "And I'll help with Groceries when I'm here.
and if one of you has a date or something just let me know and I'll make
myself scarce."
Mona handed me a key, "Here you are. But you don't need to worry about
dates. We never ever bring anyone here, not dates anyway."
"Oh and Link and Frankie have keys too for emergencies." Tawny added, I
better let them know you'll be staying here whenever you're in town."
We ate breakfast, which consisted of toast and jelly, and Eggs over
easy. Then they started getting ready to go out for the day. "We'll take
you shopping for your own clothes and show you all the safe places to
shop."
"God, I'm Soooo Jealous," Mona said watching me do my makeup. "You don't
have to shave your face."
"I never shaved before I joined up," I admitted. "And the hairs that
grew in I just plucked with tweezers when they got long enough. Now I
only shave about twice a week to satisfy the NCO's."
I was buckling on a pair of three inch heels when someone tapped on the
door. Mona peeked out the peephole and then opened it to let Link in.
He was carrying a newspaper, and had a bag of groceries. "Morning
Ladies," he greeted everyone. "I figured with Dawn here you two might be
a little light on coffee."
He went to the kitchen and in minutes I smelled it brewing. "Oh my gosh,
is that an old percolator?"
They giggled, "Yes, Tawny loves the damned thing."
"Link? We gave Dawn her own key. She'll be staying here when she's in
town."
"Then we better show her the other entrance too." he walked to the
window and pointed down.
I looked to see Barrette sitting in his car across the street from the
terminal.
"So," he started off. "what's your take on the rapes going on over at
the post?"
"I've heard a little about them, but it's not my line of investigation.
I sure hope they catch the creep though." And seeing there'd been
another one last night I had to wonder why Barrette was parked down on
the street. "Asshole down there is the lead Agent on that case."
We left by what they called the back door. It was actually a linked
passage between our building and several others on the same block. There
were now eight possible exits that most people didn't know about. They'd
been wandering the building when they found them and no one ever asked
any questions unless you knocked or rang one of the outside doorbells.
They took me to the Washington monument, and we strolled around the
park. Then went to the Lincoln Memorial. I felt a bit intimidated
standing there at the foot of his statue sitting in the huge stone
chair. Then we took a bus to a shopping center, where I was lead to a
Boutique.
"Rosie, I want to you to meet Dawn. She's a special friend of ours."
Tawny turned to me. "It's ok Sugar, you can write checks and use credit
cards here. Rosie is a friend of the Trans community. Aren't you Rosie."
With a wink she said, "I sure am Tyrone. Now what is it you need Honey?"
I blushed and giggled, "Only everything."
I spent the four hundred I had left after I'd insisted on giving them my
first month's rent. Then wrote a check for another two hundred forty
one, fifty three.
When I had my own heels I tried to give Tawny's back to her and she
said, "No you keep them, they fit you better anyway."
"Ok then at least let me pay you for them, them and the breast forms."
"Now you're going to hurt my feelings," she said.
I leaned in and kissed her cheek, "Thank you Tawny."
I was busy hanging up my new clothes in the closet, you know you can
totally raid my closet any time you want, right, we're roommates."
She giggled, "Thanks sugar. It's going to be fun having you as a
roommate."
After she left for work Mona said, "For second I thought she was going
to let you fork over the Grand she paid for those breast forms."
My jaw hit the floor and she pushed my mouth closed with a finger. "What
you didn't realize how much they cost?"
"No I never even thought about trying to find any. I always seemed to a
bit of natural growth. Never more than what I had when you saw me last
night, just enough to look like a budding teenage girl."
"She went to prosthetic supplier, that's why they're so realistic. And
that glue lasts for days, you don't really need a bra after the first
couple of hours."
She giggled, "Remember last night at the Butterfly? Hell you can even
shower with them on. Besides, they're really the wrong skin tone for
Tawny, she had to always use a foundation to get them dark enough to
look like her real breasts."
I picked out a two tiered ruffled skirt and a sheer low cut top, and a
pair of pretty T-Strap heels. And as we left by the front door She
flipped Barrette the bird. My new purse had a hidden compartment for my
Creds, and other ID I wouldn't want to be seen by accident.
Mona had helped me find a more natural looking foundation and concealer
to make my new breasts look authentic. And then after getting to the
club, Frankie bent and kissed my hand. "Welcome back Miss Dawn. Are you
going to stay for Amateur hour?"
"You mean there's another contest tonight?" I asked in surprise.
"No we only hold those on Tuesday nights. But you are most welcome to
dance if you like."
Ginger the waitress brought me a glass of wine, "Before I take that I
should ask if you'll take a check."
Winking she said, "Run a tab and we'll deduct it from your tips."
About twenty minutes later Frankie came to the table, "Dawn, how would
you like to earn another five hundred plus tips tonight? One of my
regulars didn't show up."
I let him talk me into it. it was just five sets, a hundred dollars a
set. Mona and Tawny were encouraging me. And when the rest pitched in I
agreed. "But I'm not going to make this a habit." I swore more to myself
than anyone else.
I did a sixth set after Tawny claimed to have pulled a muscle. When came
off stage Mona said, "She didn't pull a muscle, well not hers anyway.
she left with some one of her regular bug tippers."
"So who didn't show up?"
"Joanne, she's not really a Trans Girl, but since she's got a boyish
figure Frankie lets her dance on Wednesday nights. She was here last
night waitressing, remember?"
"Oh yeah, that cute little blonde, what did Lisa call her?"
"The reigning president of the IBTC."
We both giggled, "Well without these," I jiggled my newly acquired
breasts "I'm another member of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee."
Lisa said, "I tried calling her phone number out at the post but they
said she was unavailable and started asking all kinds of personal
questions like how did I know her and crap."
"She's a Soldier?"
"Yeah she works here part time, you know so she can pick up other girls
who like girls."
I'd really liked her, she was very nice to me especially after she found
out through Frankie that I was in the Army.
"Dawn, hey Dawn? Are you ok?" it was Lisa.
"Can I borrow your phone?"
"Sure, go ahead."
"Wait I better use the pay phone."
People were starting to leave now that it was almost closing time, so I
stood near the bar. "Porter, its Agent Madison. I just heard about the
latest rape victim. Any ID on her?" "Crap I met her a few days ago at
the NCO Club. Anything I can do to help?"
He said no they were trying to find some unknown female agent to come in
as a decoy. Maybe they could catch the creep. But anyone on post would
be spotted because all the female MP's were too well known.
When I hung up they were all crowded around waiting to hear what I'd
found out. "She's in critical condition. They think she got off the bus
at the enlisted club and cut through the woods toward her barracks."
"Look," I said. "Here's a number you can call. If I don't answer just
tell whoever it is that you are Agent Madison's informant and you'll
only talk to him then hang up. I'll call you at home or here when I get
a chance."
Lisa, Ginger and Frankie looked at me like I'd suddenly grown horns.
"You're leaving tonight?" Link asked.
"Yeah I think I need to get there as soon as possible. I don't want them
dragging some chick who doesn't know anything in out of desperation.
Besides I really like Joanne and I'm going to check on her and I'll call
you guys and let you know how she is."
"Shit and I didn't even get a chance to kiss you yet," Link joked.
I raised up on tip toes and wrapped my arms around his neck, then kissed
his cheek leaving lipstick smeared on it. then started out the door.
"No you don't girl," Frankie said. "Link you and Jerome walk the ladies
home. Make sure Dawn here gets safely on the bus. Or if you have to take
my car and give her a ride to post."
They didn't have to but they insisted. "You aren't going to change
before you report in?" Link asked.
"No, look they're trying to find a unknown Agent or MP to bring in on
the case. Maybe I can convince them to let me do it. if they can't find
someone they'll recruit some poor girl that doesn't know anything to be
the bait"
"Look I just need to get to the north east gate. It isn't guarded this
time of night. And all I have to do is just walk into the office and
show my Creds. The worst that can happen is they kick me out and I end
up working at the Butterfly full time."
They dropped off Mona and Tawny, then drove me on to the post where they
dropped me at the gate. Before I got two blocks I had a patrol car
cruising beside me. The two MP's trying to pick me up. When I started up
the walk to the CID office they sped away.
I rang the night buzzer, "Yeah pretty lady what can I do for you?"
"I'm here to see Agent Jackson," I said. "No he in't expecting me."
"You got a name?"
"Sure I got a name Darlin' but I ain't telling you," I replied.
The door buzzed and I stepped inside. "You can wait in the interview
room over there." He pointed to the one with the hidden cameras.
"Thank you, do you have any coffee by chance?"
He brought me a cup and then left closing the door. I heard the click as
it locked automatically. I was sitting in there for two hours.
Finally I said, "Hey I need to use the ladies room please."
He let me out and escorted me to the door, waiting.
When he was walking me to the room again I heard Gilmore ask, "Who's
that hot little number?"
"Someone to see Jackson, won't give her name."
"Maybe she's a witness. You might want to give Barrette a call."
"Something tells me we better not do that. you know how Jackson gets if
his contacts get ruffled."
They got me another cup of coffee and left me alone. At seven thirty I
leaned forward on the table facing into the camera and opened my purse.
I could feel there eyes on me as I touched up my makeup. Then I stood up
and stretched my legs and smoothed out my skirt and low cut blouse.
Smiling because I knew they were enjoying the show. Jackson always got
to the office at ten minutes to eight every morning. So at five till I
stood up pulled my Creds out of my purse and slid the card in the door
slot to open it. when the door popped open he was standing there with
Gilmore.
"Ok just who the hell are you?" he demanded. And how did you get that
door open?"
"I'm your new bait Agent you requested. And I used my Creds," I answered
him.
"Where's Barrette? He should be here for this."
"Agent Jackson, if all the same I'd prefer to work with Gilmore. And
keep Barrette out of this for the time being."
He motioned to his office and he and Gilmore followed me in and closed
the door.
"Ok Honey, no one told me you were coming. You got orders and ID?"
"No orders, but here's my Creds." I handed them over and he just stared
at the picture in astonishment. Then looked back and forth between me
and the picture. Then handed the Creds to Gilmore, "You ain't going to
believe it."
"Shit, Barrette was right," Gilmore said. "But we need you like last
month when this shit started."
"Ok so I can see why you don't want Barrette involved right now." He was
thinking at ninety miles an hour trying to figure out his next move.
"Gil, you go find Barrette and get him out of the way. Maybe take him
over to the hospital to see if that last victim has remembered anything
yet."
Then he picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Trudy? Jackson is the
PM in yet?"
It was now on speaker. "yes he is, hold on." "Sir I have Agent Jackson
on line three for you."
"Tell me you have good news Jackson."
"Yes and no Sir. I have a decoy Agent standing here in front of me that
I think will work."
"What's the bad news?"
"They refuse to work with Barrette. And given that his chosen decoy is
now in the hospital I think we should listen. They requested Gilmore."
"Is she local?"
"Yes sir, but unknown in the community. I'll send her over so you can
talk to her. I'm going to need your pull on this one, and I think once
you meet her you'll understand why."
"I'll send Tony to pick her up in ten minutes." He hung up.
"Jesus you just opened one hell of a can of worms you know that?"
I just smiled, "If I end up out on the street at least I'll know I tried
my best."
"So what made you decide to come out now?"
"Joanne is a friend of mine. Barrette followed her to work Tuesday
night. The same night she ended up in the hospital."
"You realize the possible implications?"
"Yeah he also saw me at the Butterfly Lounge where she works off duty as
a barmaid."
"Ok, he's going TDY to Quantico for a FBI refresher course. That should
keep him out of the way."
"Thank you sir."
He was shaking his head, "if I hadn't seen your ID I never would have
known, you know that."
"Thank you, you realize I'm going to have to get an issue of dress
uniforms, that's the one thing all the victims have in common." I didn't
mention the fact that Joanne wasn't in uniform when she was assaulted.
But I could see he'd pieced that together too.
The trip to the Colonels office was short.
"Jackson thinks you're our answer young lady. So why aren't you in
uniform? Are you a CID agent?"
"No Sir, I'm DST." I handed him my Creds and ID card.
"You realize I could throw you out of the Army for this?"
"Yes I do but I hope not before I can catch the bastard."
After a few minutes of silence he said, "The less who meet you the
better. Trudy come in here please."
"What name do you want on your ID Card?" he asked before she came in.
"Stephanie Dawn Madison, we should keep it simple I think."
"Trudy, take Stephanie's measurements and then go get her an issue of
class A uniforms. Then take her to the AG's office and get her a new ID.
Tell George to call me on the blue line when you get there, I'll explain
everything to him."
"I hope you enjoy being a Warrant Officer, that will give you access to
the Officers club as well."
"Thank you sir. I'll not let you down." I saluted and left with Trudy
his secretary.
"So why can't you just go get your own uniforms?"
"Trudy, it's me," I said. Passing her my ID in the parking lot.
"Holy Sheep Shit!!!" she was standing there in shock. "Oh my god I
thought you liked Girls."
"I do, I just want to be one more than just being with one," I looked at
her face as I said it.
"Ok, first question. Are those real, they can't be real?" she pointed to
my breasts.
"No they aren't but they're really good, and very expensive. Do they
really look real?"
"Look I'm going to help you all I can, I know a secret about you now and
I think I can trust you. If I didn't know that you were really a guy,
I'd be all over you the second we get to my room. So yes they most
definitely look real." She was smiling, "Man those had to cost a
fortune, they have the right bounce, and those nipples poking out are so
realistic. Most fakes have either no nipple or it's way too big."
She drove her car to her barracks where she opened her wall locker,
"Here, try this on. I think it might fit you better than me."
"I'm supposed to be getting my own issue of uniforms not raiding your
locker," I reminded her.
"Look, not many people pay attention to women's uniforms, they're too
afraid of getting into trouble. There isn't a lot of difference between
enlisted and officer uniforms for women. And I really think you should
be there when we pick up your new uniforms to make sure they fit
correctly."
"Oh," I blushed. "Sorry you're right. And thank you."
"You're a really good Dancer to by the way. I mean for an amateur. I
take it your Two girlfriends loaned you the outfit you were wearing
Tuesday night." She was watching me undress, amazed at how I wasn't the
slightest bit embarrassed to be changing in front of her. "Here, take
these. You can't go around in satin panties to go to the QM Store. What
size bra is that?"
"Umm, 34B." I answered. "I can't imagine you'd have one I could borrow."
"Sorry I haven't been a B Cup since tenth grade. I'm afraid my D's would
swallow you up. But don't worry, if I can't tell they can't tell. And
we'll get your Bra's first anyway."
At the Quarter Master supply she lead me in and introduced me to the
ranking clerk on duty. "Nina, the PM needs a special favor."
Looking at me she said, "Let me guess. You lost your Duffle bag and your
orders and everything enroute, and need a full issue of new uniforms
right away?"
"Yes something like that," I answered.
She stuck her head out the door and told everyone to take off for lunch.
Then as soon as they were gone she lead us back to the back and said,
"Ok strip, and let's get started."
I got issued everything from Class A Dress uniforms to fatigues and new
cotton panties and bra's. new Combat Boots, and two pairs of black
patent leather Pumps. Then I was issued three pair of Pantyhose.
"You're in luck Stephanie, or whoever you really are. You won't need
your skirts hemmed." I'd slipped out of the borrowed skirt so she could
see how much alteration would need to be made. The skirts were the
prescribed two inches above the knee. Making idle chat she asked
casually, "Did they bring you in to try and catch the Rapist?"
"The less you know the better," Trudy informed her. Hey don't forget
about a purse. You need a military issue purse."
Nina watched as I transferred everything from my civilian purse to the
issued one. My regular ID card slipped out and fell onto the table. And
she snatched it up. "Here you go Sweetie. You can't afford to have
anyone see that god-awful picture. Trudy you better get her over to the
AG's office for a new one." She winked.
"So tell me why Staff Sergeant Hernandez was so helpful and
understanding, why so accepting of me. She never once treated me like
was anything but another girl. And she had to know, I could tell by the
way she kept looking at me and smiling."
"Stephanie, Nina had sex reassignment surgery about three years before
she joined the army. And no not even the army Doc's can tell the
difference." She confided in me, "Besides any real girl wouldn't have
heisted to strip down and get fitted for uniforms in front of other
girls."
"Are you kidding? Doctors can't tell the difference?"
"No they can't. the surgeon that did the work used a new procedure that
leaves a little scar that looks like she had a Hysterectomy. And that
explains the missing inside parts and the need for Hormones."
SSG Hernandez, jumped to the top of my list of people who had earned my
full respect. People who I would do anything for if they asked.
She pulled into the AG's parking lot, and smiled as she realized that I
swung my legs out first before getting out of the car. "You've been a
girl a lot haven't you? I'm not judging just observing."
"My Step Mom taught me most of what I know," I admitted. "She was the
only one in my family who ever accepted me and understood." I had to
choke back the tears, to avoid ruining my mascara.
She patted my back hugging me. "Well now you have two more who know and
accept you for who you really are."
"Trudy, what brings you here?" asked the Major's secretary.
"Business for the PM, I need to see the Major personally."
"Sir, she said into the intercom. Trudy's here with that new girl the PM
called about earlier."
"Send them in. And bring me a blank file jacket."
He called the PM and they talked on the secure line for almost ten
minutes. Then after hanging up he asked, "Do you type by any chance?"
"Yes sir, a hundred forty words a minute with two mistakes," I admitted
proudly.
Good I hope you can read my hand writing, pull up a chair at the type
writer, you can type up your new file. Trudy, I was supposed to have you
do it but I think the less you're involved the better. Besides the PM
needs you."
I sat there in my skirt at his typewriter typing up my new Personnel
File, smiling to myself. Then I typed up the information on my new ID
Card, and he looked it over before signing it.
Hand carrying it he lead me to the photo section where they took my
picture. Then stood by collecting the extra's waiting for it to be
laminated.
On the way back to his office he stopped and pulled my old file. "Now
you get to send yourself TDY. We can't have anyone wondering why you
aren't around can we?"
"No Sir, that wouldn't be good."
I spent my afternoon typing. Then he lead me out to the door, "On paper
you are assigned here. but as you know you're still technically on leave
for the next week. If this runs longer than that we'll get you a desk
where you can supervise the security clearances. That will keep you out
of the main office."
"Thank you Sir," I said.
"Now run along Ma'am before Finance closes. I had your advance pay
request sent over while you were busy typing. They should have it ready
by now."
No one questioned me at Finance, as I drew a month's back pay and travel
pay on top of it.
After I got finished there I slipped off post and found a car
dealership. I bought a slightly used Firebird, Trans Am. If I was
playing the part of a warrant Officer I had to look like one. And
Officer's didn't take taxi's and ride the Shuttle buses. I was a little
worried at the post vehicle registration office, but they never asked to
see a driver's license. I put the pretty Blue officers sticker in the
windshield, then headed over to get my duffle bag out of Trudy's trunk.
"You didn't buy that with the Cover funds did you?" asked the Colonel.
"No sir I used my own personal funds. I really need a car and this will
pass for either officer or enlisted."
"You better run over to housing, they have a single officers Quarters
for you. That'll keep you out of the Barracks." After a second he said,
"Stephanie? Good luck, and Good Hunting."
"Thank you sir, I think I'll need it."
Trudy giggled, "Not with those legs you won't. why don't you meet me at
the NCO club tonight? We'll celebrate."
After I got checked in at the housing office I called Agent Jackson from
my room. It was more like a small hotel room having a bedroom, living
room area and its own bathroom, complete with a Shower.
"So your all set up now?" he asked.
"Yes sir, I'll be hitting the NCO club tonight. Also I bought myself a
year old Firebird, can't have an officer walking everywhere now can we."
"Gil already has it marked. And Barrette's gone already I let him have
that course he's been itching to go to."
Tammi
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