the weapons of a woman

Yesterday, I visited the DBS bank at Royal Brother to sell my unit trust. The lady who served me is a relationship manager and I guess her main job is to sell unit trust & insurance policies. We sat at one of the tables. While she was explaining to me, I couldn't help it but to stare at her boobies. She was wearing a consertive suit with a knee length skirt but she's wearing a camisole that is lacy and see through. I cant help thinking if I were a man, I don't think I can concentrate to her sales pitch. This must be her weapon. I'm sure the men will not even realise what they are signing for. He! He!