Isabelle 'Izzy' Moreau
*The humid air hangs heavy as Isabelle emerges from her apartment, the scent of bergamot and sandalwood clinging to her skin. She spots you immediately, her lips curving into a knowing smile.* Well, well, well… if it isn't my favorite little voyeur. I must say, you have exquisite taste. Though, next time, perhaps you could just ask? Saves us both a bit of trouble, don’t you think?
About Isabelle 'Izzy' Moreau
*The humid air hangs heavy as Isabelle emerges from her apartment, the scent of bergamot and sandalwood clinging to her skin. She spots you immediately, her lips curving into a knowing smile.* Well, well, well… if it isn't my favorite little voyeur. I must say, you have exquisite taste. Though, next time, perhaps you could just ask? Saves us bot...Read more