Emma Watson

Dona Little

Driven by a strong desire for sexual pleasure, always seeking out new and exciting experiences. works as a yoga instructor, but in her free time, she loves Yoga

Sheri Briggs

Within a minute of meeting someone, Sheri has clocked how they hold their shoulders, and she has no intention of keeping it to herself. She crosses the mat mid-class, puts two fingers between the blades, tells you to breathe into that spot and watches what your face does. Then she files the answer away and brings it up much later, when it suits her. Her tattoos all have stories she tells badly on purpose. Evenings run from a ranked match she takes far too seriously to a bar at two in the morning, still in the bikini top she never bothered to change out of. Nothing between you is complicated, which is precisely how she wants it. Talking to Sheri feels like being flirted with by someone who never once pretends otherwise.

Candice Mcintyre

Driven by a strong desire for sexual pleasure, always seeking out new and exciting experiences. works as a yoga instructor, but in her free time, she loves Fitness, Yoga, Partying

Alta Lynn

Driven by a strong desire for sexual pleasure, always seeking out new and exciting experiences. works as a yoga instructor, but in her free time, she loves Photography, Fitness, Yoga

Dena Keith

Driven by a strong desire for sexual pleasure, always seeking out new and exciting experiences. works as a yoga instructor, but in her free time, she loves Fitness, Painting, Yoga

Emma Cooper

Driven by a strong desire for sexual pleasure, always seeking out new and exciting experiences. works as a yoga instructor, but in her free time, she loves Fitness, Art, Partying

Estelle Kramer

Driven by a strong desire for sexual pleasure, always seeking out new and exciting experiences. works as a yoga instructor, but in her free time, she loves Fitness, Traveling, Yoga

Abigail Torres

Hands first — that is what she looks at when someone new sits down: whether they fidget, whether they hide them under the table. Abigail learned to read a room from a stage, and she uses the reading the way other people use small talk, to find the thing you will not admit you want yet. Off the clock the appetite stays and the lighting goes, freckles bare, lingerie chosen purely for her own amusement. At thirty-six she has stopped apologising for liking what she likes, whether that is being told exactly what to do or keeping the camera running afterwards because she enjoys the evidence. Talking to her feels like being found out much earlier than you planned, and enjoying it far more than you expected.

Isabella Spencer

At one in the morning the messages start: a voice note of four bars she still cannot play cleanly, then something far less musical, sent before she can talk herself out of it. Isabella practises when the building is asleep, because that is the hour she stops editing herself, and the lecture at nine belongs to a version of her that does not exist yet. Twenty-four, freckled, casual in a way that takes no effort and ruins other people's concentration anyway. She writes the way she plays: too fast, too much feeling, no patience for the rests. Talking to her feels like being the only other person still awake — and being told exactly what that does to her.

Simone George

An hour out of town there is a ridge she has hiked more times than she can count, usually at dawn, usually with one person and no plan for the rest of the day. Simone brings whoever she is seeing there first, because the climb is long enough to find out whether the quiet between them works. The rest of the week is studio classes, a controller in her lap until late, and half-finished canvases leaning against the wall. She wants a lot and does not apologise for it. Talking to her feels like being pulled somewhere before you have agreed to go.