The Captain decided the crew had had their fun and there was no chance of luring the girls on board so the boat turned away and headed out to sea leav...ng the shouts and laughter of the crew to be carried away on the gentle breeze. Lindsay watched the boat disappear. She had felt uncomfortable and vulnerable under the gaze of the men but there was no doubt that some of them were extremely fit and good looking with their tanned features and bodies sculpted by hard work. As the boat disappeared. Standing naked, she was being felt up by countless hands of the loud, boisterous drunken boys. Her tan legs and arms contrasted to her white torso. Her thick blonde bush had a hand on it that was trying to work a finger into her. As it slid in, Kathy realized that the finger belonged to Kurt. She also realized that she was very wet."Hey, the horny bitch is soaking wet!" Kurt announced, and others laughed. Kurt grabbed her hair, planted a kiss on her lips, and forced his tongue into her. With. He panted vociferously and heard his voice rise in pitch as well until it sounded like Jen's moaning in the middle of a building orgasm. He stopped abruptly, frightened and distraught. John Grisham looked his body over with one quickly cast glance and was on the whole dissuaded of his worst fears. The new body was more or less petite and much of his muscle did stay so he looked like a rather well-built, athletic female with a tad of flab here and there but that was barely noticeable. He. He had an idea. ‘What are you doing?’ Emma sounded dazed as he pulled away. ‘I was just thinking. That shirt is kind of messy. You’ll want to take it off.’ ‘What?’ Emma looked down. There was nothing wrong with it, aside from age. She let out a surprised shriek as Luke squirted whipped cream on the front of it. ‘Ooops. Sorry.’ Luke didn’t even try to feign innocence. ‘It slipped.’ ‘I’ll just bet.’ She shook her head and blushed a little. ‘I guess . . . I guess I should take it off.’ Luke’s.