Chapter 86

I first saw her in the dimly lit adult theater, her dark hair cascading down her shoulders as she watched the screen with rapt attention. She was Bengali, exotic and alluring, and something about her drew me in. I took a seat next to her, our thighs brushing against each other in the cramped space.

"Hi," I said, my voice low and husky. She turned to me, her eyes heavy-lidded and filled with desire.

"Hello," she replied, her accent thick and sultry.

We exchanged small talk, our hands finding each other's under the cover of darkness. I could feel the heat radiating off her body, and I knew that I had to have her.

"Do you want to get out of here?" I asked, my hand tracing a path up her thigh.

She nodded, and we quickly made our way to my nearby apartment.