Sami’s insides were reminding her how much this dinner had to go right.
Don’t fool yourself... Women love sex too.
Sami brought out the big guns for David - reaching in with her flaming-red high-gloss lipstick. “You look delicious”, David says.
Business + Sex = Combustible.
Amazing what some well-placed face paint, form-fitted blouse and skirt... both low-cut and high-cut respectively... and a pair of $2,000 ebony stilettos can do to transform how I’m really feeling, and the reception I get. “You’re very generous.”
Combustible = Sexual Tension.
All men love red lips.
Sexual Tension = Fat Commissions.
Far from my first wide-eyed man whose hormones have suddenly fled their cage.
Fat Commissions = Possibilities.
He's the one I need something from right now. My hundred year old family business is at stake.
Meek I am not... but I play it well.
Which means David needs to do as I say, despite gazing at me like I'm a piece of food.
Sami Ramjian enjoys the Dominatrix role far more than business.