Reached up for her top

(chapter originally by hanskumoekk at writing.com)

Clinging to the tree now stark naked from her head to her toes, Isabel realized that she had swung right out of her shorts in the attempt to get closer to her top. Feeling the embarrassment creeping up even more, she started to imagine how she must've looked like for anyone who might randomly walk past where she was hanging.

But that hadn't happened yet, and Isabel was still unseen. Her naked body nimbly tried to get closer to her top, and if she focused, she might've been able to get what was left of her top.

But then...