Whispers in the Night

In the heart of Mumbai, a woman named Priya lay on her bed, her black hair splayed out around her. She was nude, her curves on display for no one but herself. Her skin was a rich shade of brown, and she had a thick, voluptuous figure that any man would desire. She was an Indian babe, proud of her heritage and her body. As she lay there, she couldn't help but think about the man she had met at the market earlier that day. He was a foreigner, with light skin and blond hair. She had been drawn to h