Valerie August

We haven’t met yet, but you’ve been thinking about me; dreaming of an experience you haven’t yet found. You don’t want to play it safe with the girl next door - you’re hung up on a certain type of woman; fierce grace in the streets and seduction in the shadows. Your drive towards erotic intoxication has led you to this place; you want high octane thrills and deep sensuality.

Whip-smart and uninhibited, I dance to the beat of my own drum, driven by lust, wanderlust and a pinch of rebellion. I’m hungry for it all: slow dancing and drop-top speed; romance and perversion; pillow talk and walks on the wild side.

A fusion of British wit and continental flirtation, I’m the girl you were most certainly warned about; a copper-brunette bombshell in a tight red dress and a hypnotic smile; the wayward love child of Jean Shrimpton & David Bailey. A character from your favourite lucid dream, with poised confidence, wicked laugh and a weakness/fondness for boys eating from the palm o