Whispers in the Night

In the dead of night, the city lay still and silent. The only sounds that could be heard were the occasional distant car and the soft rustling of leaves in the wind. In a high-rise apartment, a woman stood at her window, gazing out at the twinkling lights below. She was a vision of beauty, with long black hair cascading down her back and a perfectly toned body, glowing in the moonlight. She was an Indian beauty, with curves in all the right places, and a thick, voluptuous figure that could make