I'm in control of my descent now. Now? How long have I been falling?Have I always been falling?Well, I can't remember another way to be right now. ...hat's up is thepast. What's down is the future. I guess I'll keep going down.The ground isn't too far away anymore. No, that's not ground. It'sice. A frozen lake. That's where I need to be.I kick my legs out above me and hurtle my body forwards. Downwards.Towards the lake. Towards the ice. Not too fast, but fast enough. Ihave to break. But after a few months of that, a customer gave me a businesscard for a strip club he owned and I showed up there for an audition. Iwas hired on the spot. It turns out that while bimbos are clumsy atjust about everything they try - I couldn't program a VCR to save mylife - we're excellent at anything that has to do with our appearanceand turning guys on. I went right to work humping the pole, grinding myhips, shaking my breasts, flipping my hair, etc.But the problem was, everything I did for my. The 'tween-aged' boys were playing in the pool, but practically all the girls were tanning or chatting in poolside deck chairs and the bored minders - consisting of two young women and a surfer type bloke, all in their early twenties - were in a corner. OK, one of the young women was occasionally checking on the boys in the water, but the other young woman and the bloke were busy licking each other's tonsils and blatantly fondling each other. They ignored me completely when I entered."Camilla,". Then all of a sudden I wake up in my own bed in a puddle of sweat and cum and a hard on so big I was sure it wasn't mine, But it was and after this wet dream I now am 8 inches, as compared to my seven before.I got up and got cleaned up, Taking a somewhat cold shower helped in the shrinking of my massive hard on but only down to six and a half inches or so.It was Friday morning and I just had to tell some of my friends what had happened to me, So, I got Tony, Ken and Joe on the phone and told.