The time is midnight. The streets are gradually losing the clamor of today, being enveloped by the darkness that night brings.
In a deserted parking lot, one street away from the main road, there sat a woman.
Hiding my excitement, I feigned being a kind passerby and spoke to her.
The woman started rambling incoherently with slurred speech.
Something about friends she was drinking with and how some guy was hitting on her, typical drunken banter.
She appears to be in her mid-twenties, but her slightly husky voice is strangely alluring.
Even at this young age, has she been wearing down her throat with alcohol?
I leaned in to get a better look at the woman's face under the streetlight.
Though she was drunkenly disheveled, there seemed to be something about her that attracted men.
A well-proportioned body outlined feminine curves, and a deep cleavage peeked out from her disarrayed clothes.
I felt a warm stir of lust in my loins.
I took her back to my nearby house, and as we chatted intermittently, she eventually fell asleep.
As she lay on the bed, I began to slowly grope her body.
Quietly, so as not to wake her, but roughly, unleashing all of my desire…
