It was 6pm in the evening.
The garden shed fell into a hush, the air sticky with sweat and milk and whispered gasps. Maya lay half-bare against Raj’s chest, her blouse unhooked, skin flushed, and her breath finally beginning to slow.
It was 6pm in the evening.
The garden shed fell into a hush, the air sticky with sweat and milk and whispered gasps. Maya lay half-bare against Raj’s chest, her blouse unhooked, skin flushed, and her breath finally beginning to slow.
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