Cold Hands, Warm Pussy
On Christmas Eve, Izzy can't resist her roommate's bold advances.
I was wrapping a last-minute gift when Carli, my roommate, entered our apartment. "Jesus, it's cold out there!" Focused on the task before me, I didn't look up while she stamped the snow from her boots. "You wouldn't be so cold if you'd dress for winter instead of running around in skimpy clothes." "I just went out for a minute, Izzy." Carli's exasperated sigh easily carried over to me. Picking up the now-wrapped gift, I...