Tabitha's in therapy, because, you see, she can't distinguish between reality and dreams. So her rich husband sends her to a therapist. She sneers at the doctor while relating her sexual adventures, which may or may not be real.

It's kind of a low-end version of Night Trips, with Tabitha observing other people having sex and occasionally having some herself. She starts off in a bar where everyone wears masks (the tape's only anal scene), where she is subsequently picked up and ganged by three men. There's also a snoozer of a jailhouse lesbian scene), and Randi Rage gets screwed in a sauna. Eventually Tabitha has sex in an elevator, and this proves to her (somehow) that she's not crazy. Meanwhile, the viewer is left scratching her or his head, trying to figure out what the hell was going on in the first place. The sex is mostly uninspired, but Tabitha comes alive in her motel room fourway.