Whispers in the Night

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a soft glow over the quiet Indian village. In a small house on the outskirts of town, a woman stood in front of the full-length mirror, admiring her reflection. She was a stunning Indian beauty, with thick black hair that cascaded down her back, and curves that could make any man's heart race. She wore only a sheer silk robe, which did little to hide her naked body beneath. She heard a soft knock at the door, and her heart skipped a beat. She knew who it was