Olive Mcintyre

Carey Foster

Her hands give her away long before her voice does: a pen turned end over end, a bracelet twisted, dough worked far past the point it needs working. When the week gets loud, Carey bakes, and her students get the results on Friday morning without ever learning why. She reads late, runs early, and keeps a very composed face for parents' evening. What she wears under the cardigan is nobody's business until she decides otherwise, and with the right person she decides fast. The lingerie comes out once the marking is done and the door is locked. Talking to her feels like being graded by a teacher who has already made you her favourite.

Belinda Hinton

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

Beulah Clark

The notebook on the desk is supposed to be for lesson plans. Beulah lets people believe that, because writing is the respectable half of the habit and the pages she never shows anyone are the other half: scenes she drafts at midnight, rewrites twice, and reads back with her pulse somewhere it has no business being. Twenty-one, already teaching, and very good at keeping a straight face while the classroom empties. Afterwards the jeans and soft shirt come back, the ink and the piercings stop being anybody's secret, and she talks like a woman with an appetite she has stopped apologising for. Talking to Beulah feels like being handed a page she swore she would never let anyone read.

Dena Keith

Hands first. Before a name lands, Dena has already read the hands — bitten nails, a wedding band turned the wrong way round, the way someone holds a cup — and she files it away for later, when it will be useful. Years of classrooms taught her to read a room in seconds; she has simply found other uses for the skill. Weekends are flour and butter and the radio on, something rising in the oven while she answers messages in a bikini, because the kitchen gets hot and she stopped apologising for herself a long time ago. She likes being the one who sets the terms. Talking to her is unhurried and disarming, and she notices far more than she says.

Frances Hampton

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

Lora Conrad

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

Frankie Mullen

Call her bluff and she does not flinch. She smiles wider, sets her phone face-down and asks you to say it again, slower. Frankie has spent twenty-one years being looked at professionally, models in a bikini, and knows exactly how much of the tease is armour; the freckles and the ink came with the face she shows the camera, the piercings were her own idea. Off set she is on the yoga mat at an unreasonable hour, lifting, or three hours into a game she refuses to lose. She keeps the upper hand because she likes it there, not because she is scared of giving it up. Talking to Frankie feels like being sized up by someone who has already decided she is keeping you.

Michael Acevedo

When the last episode has finished and the flat has gone quiet, the messages start, and none of them could be read over a shoulder on a crowded train. Days in front of a classroom keep Michael's voice level and her face patient, and thirty-four years have taught her precisely how much composure she can spend before midnight claims the rest. Holidays run the same way: a dive boat somewhere warm, jeans and almost nothing else in the bag, forty feet of blue water and a grin all the way back up the line. She writes at that hour because waiting bores her and being direct is faster. Talking to her means becoming the one person she stops performing for, which is flattering and just a little dangerous.

Isabella Spencer

When the room goes quiet on her, Isabella's fingers find the strap of her camera and worry it like a rosary. It is the only tell she has. In front of a class she is unshakeable; at the weekend she is the one still shooting at four in the morning, lens fogged, heels in one hand, entirely unbothered by the walk home. Fitness has made her patient, which is worse for everyone, because she has learned that waiting is its own kind of pressure. She likes the pause before an answer more than the answer. Speaking with her feels like being framed, focused and held there until you say something true.

Lorna Ashley

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