Sarah Beckenham could make sackcloth and ashes look like haute couture. Lovely and lethal, she combines the tawny looks of a tigress with a kittenish sense of fun.

At twenty nine, she's destroyed more male egos than English public school. Men love her for the way she finds them, uses them and tosses them aside.

Women hate her for exactly the same reason. If Sarah's prepared to dress like a high class slut why can't she have the decency to behave like one? Instead driving whole buildings wild with unfulfilled sexual desire.

QUOTE: "You’ve got a big mouth and a small prick, Dunbar. I prefer men the other way round..."