Whispers in the Night

The night was still, the only sound the crickets chirping in the distance. The full moon cast a soft glow on the balcony, where Meera stood, her thick black hair cascading down her back. She was nude, her curves illuminated by the moonlight. She was an Indian beauty, her skin a warm caramel, her hips wide and inviting. Raj, her lover, joined her on the balcony. He was also nude, his muscular body a stark contrast to Meera's soft curves. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. Meera me