Swung as hard as she could to grab onto the branch and pull herself up

(chapter originally by hanskumoekk at writing.com)

Hanging upside down from the branch was NOT the position Isabel wanted to be in, and thinking about her modesty first she drapes her left arm across her bare chest which is hanging close to her chin because of the gravity pulling them that way. Her right arm goes to her shorts, where she carefully pulls the protrusion of the branch away from the side of her shorts.

"Alright. My shorts are intact. I'm still topless. I need to get that top, and fast before people starts showing up in this park..." Isabel tells herself quietly as she gets ready to get back up on the branch.

Mustering up as much strength as she can, she curls her up-facing bare toes and uses all of her strength to reach up with her arms and get back into a sitting position on the branch, switching positions between the bare legs, which are back to pointing down, and her bare torso.

"Ok, focus... Get to that top..." Isabel tries to woman herself up and starts sliding her shorts clad butt along the branch while in the sitting position. Even though she does get forward, the shorts are starting to bunch itself up along the thighs and form itself into a much smaller shorts, almost panties.

"I can't do this, if someone comes now it looks like I'm just wearing my panties! No, my shorts needs to stay what they are: Shorts..."

Since she has been moving forward a little, she decides to try and go for it all. She slowly starts leaning forward, trying to reach her top....