In your dream, you follow Teresa upstairs with the distorted sounds of the semis and motorcycles roaring all around. You don't know where she's leading you, but you are captivated by the sight of her huge, muscular calves hanging just below the hem of her Capri's and you don't care. It's like you're pulled by a magnet. She goes up into the old room above her store and into the ratty old bathroom. She stops in front of the vanity and goes up on her toes to get a look at herself in the mirror. Then she's out, standing in the room, and just as suddenly, begins to walk. In your dream, her heels on... Show more