.”“Liar!”“Well, okay, there’s that sci-fi flick, but I understand if you want something else.”“No, I like sci-fi. I’m not big on horro..., but sci-fi is okay.”“Sweeet! My kind of girl!” I bubbled. “Dinner before or after?”“After?”“Okay, I need to get you by six. Where do I pick you up?” I got Dawn’s address, and suddenly, I was dating! THAT hadn’t happened in, like, a year... The old, happy Dawn came tripping out of her house as I pulled up — maybe a tad curvier, but the smile was there. I was. She just explained that her girlfriend Helena had invited her to have dinner outside.May be they would go to a fast food place; because Helena needed to tell Ana some private stuff and so they both wanted to be alone…I thought all this matter was a bluff and my hot wife was just going to cross the street to fuck for a nice while with her lover Fred.I started to prepare my own dinner at the kitchen; when Ana blew me a kiss from the front door and left.Fifteen minutes later I confirmed my worst. Then I became totally overtaken with my own orgasm, with my sperm on it's final few inches from freedom, I knew I had to come out of that tunnel of pleasure and I left it till the final second before my hot pumping spunk flooded out in a torrent. In that last second the feeling in my cock was overtaken by the electric surge of pleasure to my brain. As my cock reached fresh air I knew that I had already pumped a hot spurt of cum as I was pulling out. The pleasure of pumping my next spurts over. There was one way I knew I could save a spirit -- buy a girl ourselves and raise her with love.***Ruby was delivered to us as a little brat. She screamed and scratched and spit, refusing to trust us when we promised we weren’t going to hurt her. We couldn’t blame her, after she’d been pimped out her whole life. We just kept feeding her, watering her, cleaning her, reading to her, speaking to her so patiently and tenderly--altogether, telling her, You don’t have to do anything for us. We’re here.