Whispers in the Night

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft glow over the city. A figure moved silently through the darkness, her black hair cascading down her back in a waterfall of curls. She was a woman of striking beauty, with a thick, voluptuous figure that commanded attention. She moved with purpose, her hips swaying hypnotically as she made her way to her rendezvous. She was meeting a man she had been seeing for only a short time, but the chemistry between them was off the charts. He was a man of power