It was more like 4 swings hanging from the ceiling that were placed like 4 points of a square. The seats of the swing only had small openings, not lar...ge enough to fit a person, but maybe an arm or a leg. Monique didn’t quite understand what the carjacker’s intentions were until he lifted her up. He had her place her arms and legs in each swing. She once again did as she was told and grabbed onto the chain holding up the swing for support. Her body was now suspended in air with her pussy in. I laid there for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling of thrusting my cock through my Aunt Sheila’s warm bra, imagining what it would be like to shove my cock between her tits for real. Then suddenly I froze as I heard her voice. “What in heaven’s name are you doing?” I sat up quickly, seeing Aunt Sheila standing in the doorway with a towel wrapped around her. I was speechless, there was no explanation. “Is that my bra?” She asked as she walked into the room further, getting closer to the bed.. That way, if I had to be pulled as the pitcher, I could still bat as the DH. Our regular DH was a little pissed off at that, so I just avoided him as much as possible on the days that I was pitching.I had to laugh at the gyrations that the school went through when it came to the locker room. Naturally, being a GIRL, I could not use the same dressing facilities that were used by the boys. Therefore, the school administration had me use the girls' locker room that the softball team used. On the. "Besides, its hard to cook breakfast for one." I hope Kelli spending the night and then not staying for breakfast didn't cause you too much trouble." Oh not at all," the way she said it made it sound like it was no surprise to her that Kelli stayed, or that she wouldn't stay for breakfast. I wonder how much behind the scenes prearranging might have occurred. Better not to ask, I think.With Mrs. Trinh supposedly on her day off, I gathered my bedding and towels together and started a load of.