Whispers in the Night

The full moon cast its silvery glow upon the Indian countryside, bathing the landscape in a soft, ethereal light. In a secluded cottage at the edge of a field of swaying golden wheat, a woman with raven-black hair and caramel skin lay naked upon her bed, her back facing the open window. A gentle breeze teased the curtains, sending a shiver down her spine as it brushed against her bare flesh. Her name was Nalini, a striking beauty of 25 years, with curves in all the right places and a confidence