I picture you laughing and I can’t help smiling. Your laughter always feels like melody in my ear. I see your face and how it lights up when you try...to hold back your laughter. I see in my mind’s picture, your countenance brightening, making you all the more attractive. I imagine you standing next to me; your height and body size always manages to take my breath away. How is it possible for a man to be made to such perfection? Tonight I know my dreams are going to be dripping with erotic images. "Oh! Half of lager for the city whiz kid!" She snorted some kind of laugh at Simon and he could feel the ground opening beneath his feet.He caught a glimpse of his reflection in the dusty wall mounted mirrors at the back of the bar. Right on cue he watched his cheeks flush crimson and his throat began to constrict. A glass was plonked on the bar top before him, more froth than liquid, rather than provoke argument he meekly paid and took a sip.Another glance in the mirror, he certainly looked. Gina stepped a few feet back from her and began to once again sway her hips sensuously around and around."Watch me first." she said as she raised her hands and clasped them above her head. Closing her eyes she pushed her firm, full breasts outwards."You have to feel the music deep inside you!" she whispered. "Then you let it move you. Watch my pelvis."Gina rotated her hips slowly, turning as she moved. She exaggerated her movements so that her cunt and ass went outwards as the fifteen-year-old. Wandering around the dimly lit sound stage she sang old musical songs to herself, the feelings of hope in them cheered up for melancholy mood. As she rounded a corner she found a puppet left lying on a crate. It was Walter, the 'star' of the movie, the ever cheerful boy who happened to be the world's biggest Muppets fan.She ran her fingers along his soft lifeless felt face and down the miniature suit he was wearing."It's a shame you're not alive, I bet you'd know how to cheer me up."She bent.