Media hype and curiosity got the better of me and lured me into reading this twisted story. In my opinion, it is definitely not a literary work of art. The heroine’s dialogue in a backstreet language weaves between her subconscious voice and her desires creating a never ending spin that goes on and on. As I read page after page of descriptive sex scenes from vanilla to kinky and the more explicit it became the more I wanted to laugh. The whole premise borders on dumpster sex…. maybe hamburger but definitely not haute cuisine. The author has created some sustained tension to tease her readers but sex and one’s dreams are definitely the meat of the plot. To say this novel deploys every cheap clichés in existence would be an understatement. Enough said time to move on….