On this cold November night, little Ginger is napping in her bed. She has a dream about the sunny Caribbean. Waves of the warm sea roll over the golden coast, gusts of wind stroke her sweaty skin, from an old radio in a secluded cafe on the very seashore she's hearing quiet guitar vibratos and a pleasant baritone that sings in Spanish about love... But there is something else... Something that has already made panties of sleeping Ginger soaking wet... What else do you think she's dreaming about? ^_^