Whispers in the Night

It was a warm summer evening, and the air was thick with the scent of jasmine. Shyama, a young Indian woman with thick black hair and curves in all the right places, slipped out of her house and into the night. She was meeting her lover, Ravi, a handsome man with piercing dark eyes and a body carved from marble. They had been seeing each other in secret for months, unable to resist the pull of their desire for one another. Shyama was a traditional girl, raised with strict values and expectations