She wondered what that was about. She'd checked herself in the mirror. She didn't look odd or weird."I got made co-captain of the basketball team," Jo...y announced."Well, good for you," her dad said."Huh! Girls' basketball," Steve sniffed."What's that supposed to mean?" Jody glared."How could you even make a basketball team, short stuff?" Mark grinned."I'm not short, okay!" She was exactly five feet three, no matter how she tried to exaggerate it."You ain't no giant," Jason laughed."Midget. Watching Carla move was an experience in itself. She was 5’8′ of grace in motion, sexy but not consciously so. She knew she was pretty and that fact was undeniable. Carla had begun working for Don Porter two years after high school and was making as much money as some of the top Porter salesmen in a just a bit over 2 years. At first, some of the guys resented it and complained to Don that it was her flirty manner of dress. Don had countered that yes, Carla dressed like a girl and loved being. The two walked in silence through the well-lit corridors of Erica's Dungeon, Janet wondering just how big the place below ground really was. When they had been chained together one evening, Tiffany had told Janet that this sub-basement had originally been a disused fallout shelter from the fifties. It was a perfect location for a Dominant's Dungeon, and Erica had evidently spent a lot of money down here. When they arrived in another room, Janet was disappointed to see that all it. I scooted back and he cuddled up to me. It was comfortable. After a few minutes, I noticed that something was spoking me in the butt, through my panties. I reached back and found my brother completely excited in his sleep. I was repulsed at first, but after a few minutes, I figured that it was normal and just let him be. He was making little movements for a few and then rolled back over and that was it.Being summer vacation, we had no set bedtime. My parents, brother and I were in the basement.