Stucked In Between

Dressed to kill,  they say first impression matters alot, and utilizing this impression to the best of my prowess is my aim to conquer.

High on esteem I sauntered the road,  ain't waiting to exhale as I got all the looks that can with hold breath. mesmerizing my presence with musk Dior which saturated the atmosphere seizing the day for me. 

I replicated what you would call an Egyptian mami with my hair do falling off my shoulders with fixated eyes simmering at rays.

'Executive suit (2) tenth floor' read the note the chauffeur sent to pick me handed to me..the Cubanna's is a really beautiful place I wished to pitch my tenth here. 

No dilly dallying, this sure does fits me as the queen I am, it's already a yes to me. Yes I've been to cubana before to see a rich client,  but this site I just beheld is as breath taking as my presence to my host..... 

Yes I conquered the biggest fish in Africa as I pleased the hell out of him and it was obvious that I'm for keeps judging from his demeanor . Plans were already in motion to travel with him to Paris for a business trip.

He was caressing my ear lobes when the bell rang, he pressed a button on the table and spoke into it,  seconds later I was face to face with the rich client I came to see months ago in same place, Demi dear meet my son Felix.

Oh gush! This ain't happening, just when I got to my final pitch 
, karma Came clothed in full regalia...oh Felix I wish I hadn't drugged and stole from you...I learnt that the drug affected his p*nile vein. 

How do I explain this dilemma?