Whispers in the Night

It was a warm summer evening, and the air was thick with the scent of jasmine. In a dimly lit apartment, a woman named Priya was getting ready for bed. She was a stunning Indian woman with long, black hair and a voluptuous figure. She slipped off her clothes, revealing her smooth, caramel-colored skin. She glanced at herself in the mirror, admiring her curves before climbing into bed. As she lay there, she heard a soft knock at her window. Startled, she got out of bed and looked out to see a fig