Whispers in the Night

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a soft glow over the city. The streets were quiet, save for the occasional passing car. In a dimly lit apartment, a woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her silhouette framed by the cityscape beyond. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, the ends brushing against the curve of her waist. She was completely nude, her dark skin glowing in the moonlight. She was a stunning Indian woman, full-figured and voluptuous. Her curves were generous