Whispers in the Mountains

The sun dipped below the horizon as Mahi made her way up the mountain trail. Her long, brunette hair flowed down her back, catching the wind that rustled through the trees. She was nude, her bronzed skin glowing in the fading light. Her curves were accentuated by the climb, her heart pounding in her chest with the thrill of being so exposed. Mahi was an Indian woman, her features bold and striking. Her dark eyes sparkled with mischief, and her full lips curved into a knowing smile as she reached