Whispers in the Night

It was a warm summer evening when I first laid eyes on her. She was a stunning Indian woman, with thick black hair that cascaded down her back in waves. I couldn't help but stare as she walked past me, completely naked and unashamed. I introduced myself, and we quickly hit it off. Her name was Priya, and she was visiting from India for a few months. We spent the evening talking and laughing, and I found myself increasingly drawn to her. As the night wore on, our conversation became more and more