Have you always wanted to become a stripper, Jessica?”Well, of course! she thought to herself. She just nodded her head in response to Ms. Kent’s ...uestion. Her head felt like it was filling with helium and floating away.“Yes... You’ve always wanted to be a stripper... At least that’s what you think...” Ms. Kent grinned and picked up the remote back off the desk. She pointed it in the air and clicked a button. The music went silent, then came back alive with a slightly different beat. “This. 'Caylee, what are you thinking? They're your family, they probably never thought about that.' Still, I felt myself get wet, and it was not from the jaccuzzi."It's getting late, I have track early tomorrow. I'll see you guys tomorrow. G'night," I said to them, making up an excuse to play with my new toy."I was just about to get out, too," said Drew, with an odd look on his face."I'll be in for a little while longer, goodnight you two," said Daddy, staying in the hot tub.I ran upstairs and. I couldn’t believe I was capable of having wet dreams at my age. He had pale blue eyes that seemed to soften his character and seperate him from the others. His name was Officer Watts. I secret loved him and imagined us in bed together. He has a very large cock in these fantasies with soft blond curled hair around the base but his balls were smooth and hairless. It was these fantasies which kept my mind active and alive. I watched other prisoners regress into something less than human. It was a. This time we’re outside a large hospital. A small group of nurses are grabbing a smoke just off the hospital grounds. One of them – youngish, slim, and looking particularly good in her uniform, turns away from the group and walks over toward the camera. She has a wide toothy smile, red cheeks, pointy nose and a high forehead, all framed with silky brunette hair tied back in a long pony tail. She hasn’t the most beautiful face, but her body looks like it will more than make up for it. She speaks.