Whispers in the Shadow

In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair stood with her back facing the door. She was nude, her silhouette framed by the faint light seeping through the window shades. The curves of her body were voluptuous, her thighs thick and strong, a true Indian babe. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she heard the door click shut. She knew who it was, the man who had captured her heart and her desires. He moved closer, his footsteps barely audible against the plush carpet. His hands gently brushe