It was a sweltering summer day, and the heat was suffocating. I needed to get out of my apartment, to feel the breeze on my skin and clear my head. I decided to go to the nearby park, hoping to find some much-needed solace in nature.

As I walked along the winding paths, the sun beating down on my shoulders, I couldn’t shake the feeling of restlessness that had been plaguing me for weeks. I needed something to break the monotony of my daily life, something to make me feel alive again.

That’s when I saw her.

She was sitting on a bench, her legs crossed, her head thrown back in laughter. She had long, dark hair that cascaded down her back, and her skin was a deep, rich brown. She was wearing a tight tank top that hugged her curves in all the right places, and a short skirt that rode up her thighs as she shifted on the bench.

I felt a sudden surge of desire course through my body, and I knew, in that moment, that I had to have her.

I approached her slowly, my heart pounding in my chest. As I got closer, I could see that she was talking to a friend, a woman with bright red hair and a mischievous grin.