<strong>Name:</strong>Matthew Loader<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Market<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Janisha<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Loader looked at her now, after he already picked out all things he needed to know about her. He didn't know that his previous actions had led her to believe that he was someone who was bored, and uninterested. He was merely clueless, it was his first time around these places, and when he was outside with people he had always been a little more awkward. He was not a man that had no worries, everyday he had to live with the fact that he committed enough crime to have himself executed or at least imprisoned. His record was spotless, but that was because he and his connection of people active erased their activities from the government logs through a combination of hacking, blackmailing and bribing. It was a fragile balance that could break any time. But had he not taken this path he would not be living the life he was now, and he wasn't going to go back to it because of the possibility of getting caught.<br/><br/>"I see... I'm sorry for being a little intrusive." He said as he showed her the screen of his phone. It had her profile on it, obviously he hadn't shown her the articles that required a little bit of hacking to get to, the network he had access to would feed him information both from legal and illegal sources. "I'm quite interested in you. You're very smart." He said. "And very beautiful. As for the incidents that had happened between you and your previous masters. I think they just didn't understand you." He said, effectively telling her that he knew of the things that happened between them.<br/><br/>"What do you look for in a master?" He asked strangely, usually it was always the other way around, what did the master want from a slave? Well, Loader knew what he wanted from her, give him advice on what he is doing, cover the possible short comings he could make, and of course, being a passionate sex kitten when he wanted was a must. But he knew this already, what he didn't know was what she wanted. Of course he didn't expect her to tell the truth, but he would be a little closer to the truth if he asked. "Do you... want me to buy you?"