A perfect specimen of the petulant, bratty, spoiled British schoolgirl who might be either an urchin imposter or a real-life princess, Teresa Ann Savoy was too hot for the chilly sexual climes of her native land. Her icy charms were melted in the caressing sun of Italian skinema. Wavy blonde hair falls across Teresa Ann's flawless milky shoulders to crash upon her naturally rising peaks of chest flesh. A rear so high and mighty and prim and proper that one can hardly imagine it containing a quim and pooper. But there is no need to imagine. Cast your eyes upon Penthouse publisher Bob Guccione's prescient Caligula (1979). Again and again, sweet Savoy poses for the up-skirt shot--only with no skirt and no panties. Her downy soft butt cheeks twist open and reveal the dual orifices winking within. It's as if Heaven is revealed as a great place to get laid in.