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Some Day My Prince Will Come

Someday My Prince Will Come This happened in 2011 and is, as always, true: I had come up with a product, well sourced several products, and knitted them together, it had to do with toll payments for passage through the Suez Canal, if you're interested. As the leader on the project it was up to me to close the deal between my then-company and a company whose interests included vast amounts of modular shipping (containers). The company was headquartered in Dubai. No trip there for me though, their man came to Birmingham. One hot and sunny Friday lunchtime I went to meet their representative at Italian Restaurant San Carlo's.. This was my deal of a lifetime, worth 4.4 Million pounds over five years. My ten per cent commission in this was to be the sum of £440,000.00 (four hundred and forty thousand GBP) ... to be paid ASAP after the signing of the contract. Their representative was minor royalty from the UAE, would you believe? He was also rather unbelievably gorgeous. I introduced myself, he warmly shook my hand, and bowed. I wasn't sure of the protocol, so I bowed as well. Well . .. I would be on my knees soon enough. He laughed. We chatted "I thought you'd be wearing a solid gold suit!" I teased He smiled and waved his hand dismissively, "Marks and Spencers" he said "it's fine, I don't want to stand out and to say PLEASE MUG ME" "Very wise" I laughed "YOU are dressed more expensively than I " he said , humbly I had a crisp white blouse on, and a very expensive suit: a ...

... midnight Blue jacket/miniskirt combination, with black silk stockings, suspenders, a little black thong, and a very enhancing bra, if you're interested. He looked at my hand "You're not married?" he asked "A beautiful woman like you, you must have them .. lining up round the block" 'Hmmmm......... Not for marrying me, they're not ' I thought "I.. haven't met the right man yet. Perhaps I will one day" I replied "He will be a very lucky man" he told me He had that calm self assurance of the rich and powerful We established that he was married, with just the one wife, who he made it very clear she was completely irrelevant to .. almost everything really. He then got on to business and he was shocked to find that I wasn't just a bit of fluff sent to sweet talk him, but the architect of the whole solution he was being offered. He then had questions about the fine detail of the bid document, and there I started to struggle a little. My friend, the very gorgeous Ange had written it up, and with it's complexities it had taken her months to complete. I mentioned her, and for some reason he wanted to know what she looked like. I had a picture on my blackberry of she and I, up close in a nightclub, arms round one another. There was a lot of flesh on display. He seemed very impressed with her , with us. He asked if the whole company were young and beautiful women. I said all the rest were fat and ugly old men. And, if any of my ex colleagues are reading this, - THIS MEANS YOU ! After we had ...