Simon put some of the leftovers from a past lunch and put it into the microwave for a reheat.  While the microwave droned on, Simon sat back down in front of his computer to see if "lovelygirl" had responded to his interest message. ...Which indeed she had.  Reading the PM, he smiled.  The concept and setting definitely had his interest and the thought of getting to play with an submissive slave was an arousing one.<br/><br/>Such a shame though that this was merely a simulated roleplay and not something more real and physical.  As Simon typed up his response he wondered how many of the requests for certain roleplays were just the posters trying certain situations out vicariously and which reflected what the poster wanted to happen in real life.  Who knew where "lovelygirl" stood on the issue.  Perhaps a push here and there during play might reveal where she stood.<br/><br/>"Mmm, sounds like a fine and fun proposition.  I'll write up an short profile and send you a copy as soon as I'm done, probably in an hour or two and send me yours.  My hours are a little weird so I can consistently post later at night and also for a block of time in the mornings.  I also have two questions to ask you.  How do you feel about picture sharing in a game?  I find that it adds a little extra kick to the game to have visuals accompanying the posts.  Also should I assume that your preferences as previously noted stand or is there anything you would like to give a whirl in play or anything you would prefer that I not do?  I await your response."<br/><br/>Simon fired off the PM to "lovelygirl" and went to retrieve his lunch from the microwave, a slight spring in his step.  The prospect of playing a brand new game never failed to perk him up.  Finishing off his lunch, Simon got ready for another evening shift at the restaurant, thoughts of the mysterious "lovelygirl" flitting about in his head.