Whispers in the Shadow

In the dimly lit room, a woman with thick, black hair stood facing away from the door, her silhouette framed by the soft glow of the window behind her. She was completely nude, her dark skin glowing in the faint light. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, brushing against her waist. She was the picture of an Indian babe, exotic and alluring. He watched her from the doorway, his eyes taking in every inch of her naked form. He had wanted her from the moment they met, and now, here she was,