"I wrote down my address and phone number. I asked if any of the others wanted to come by, so it wouldn't look too obvious, and two guys said they'd c...me. One had a wife, while the other had a girlfriend. I said, "If you run into any single girls you can invite them as well."When I returned home, I told Shawna that we were having company the following day, and there was at least one cute guy coming alone. I also told her about the race, and my double training day. When she heard what I'd done,. Her curvatious hips rotating one way and then the other… slowly she takes his hardness in and out with long deep strokes. After they have covered their upper bodies with paint… she slowly gets off his stiffness… and begins to paint the rest of his body… and him… painting hers. He grabs her and lays her down… and climbs on top of her… where he kisses her every inch of flesh… savoring the many tastes that is painted over her body… he deeply kisses her erotically… needing her… wanting her…. There was a light surface mist, which also helped us to approach unseen. Trev was on the fore deck with a boat hook, while Tim held the twelve bore. The two boats met with a slight bump."What was that?" a woman's voice said. I cut engines and both Tim and me boarded."Who's there?" a man's voice called out, with a hint of panic. As he emerged from the cabin, Tim used the butt of the shotgun and he fell unconscious."Make him secure," I told Trev, who had now joined us after tieing the two boats. It was so hard knowing she was eating lunch only twenty feet away.The word that I was a futanari buzzed through the student body. Everywhere I went, people whispered. I felt girls and guys giving me strange looks. Sometimes curious, sometimes disgusted, and sometimes they were inscrutable. Professors welcomed me and told me they supported my decision to come out as a futanari. “You're so brave,” was said a lot to me over the course of the day. Sometimes, random girls would give me friendly.