‘“Forgive me Father for I have sinned.” “Confess your sins my child.” “I keep having these wild fantasies about a man. Whenever he touches me, my mind is going wild. I want him so badly.” Silence. “Who is the man you are referring to?” “My Mentor.” “Do you care giving more details concerning the fantasies you’re referring to?” That’s when it strikes me. The muffled voice sounds vaguely familiar. It can’t be. The door of the confessional booth opens and Jacob stands in front of me. My face is on fire. He grabs my waist with both hands and whispers to my ear in a low voice: “Care to develop about these dirty fantasies of yours? I have every intention to fulfill every one of them.“ And that’s when I woke up from my dream…’