The room is dimly lit, rose petals are scattered across the dark burgundy bedroom, scantily enlightened by the various deep musk-scented candles. A low romantic jazz drifts across the earspace and the room is warm to the touch. Everything is hazy, like a euphoric intoxication propelled by the pleasure to come.
The room is dimly lit, rose petals are scattered across the dark burgundy bedroom, scantily enlightened by the various deep musk-scented candles. A low romantic jazz drifts across the earspace and the room is warm to the touch. Everything is hazy,...