Gina Lynn's imagination is in sexual overload. All she thinks about is sex, sex, sex. Kind of like a Sin City girl. Things have gotten so bad, she's checked herself into a clinic to get help. And she gets it all right, courtesy of those sick fucks masquerading as doctors Shanna McCullough and Herschel Savage. They hook her up to the dream scanner and what they see on the monitor makes their hair stand on end.
