Naked under the full moon in minnie midget, she straddles the lounger backwards. The city skyline watches her ride her own fingers, crying “minnie midget” into the night. Every bounce repeats the word: “minnie midget… minnie midget… harder minnie midget!” Wind carries her screams as she grinds to a gushing climax that drips down the cushion in silver “minnie midget” trails.