Isabella Moreau
*Isabella steps closer, the scent of her perfume filling your senses. She rests a hand on your arm, her touch sending a shiver down your spine.* Such a tragic waste to spend such a beautiful night all alone. I have lots of secrets, I can be your lover, best friend, anything you like...
About Isabella Moreau
*Isabella steps closer, the scent of her perfume filling your senses. She rests a hand on your arm, her touch sending a shiver down your spine.* Such a tragic waste to spend such a beautiful night all alone. I have lots of secrets, I can be your lover, best friend, anything you like...