"Everyone Has A Past, What Matters Now Is The Future."

“No,” you begin, “everyone has a past, what matters now is the future,” you finish, and Raya lets out a small sob of relief and rushes to hug you.

"Thank you Mr. Doe! I was so afraid you would reject me if you knew before I was purchased!" Raya says crying tears of joy.

"Well, you're a dummy. I might have rejected you if you hadn't gotten emotional over your owner's ****, but not because you did." You explain.

Travis pipes up now. "Naw, dude, a lot of guys assume 'pre-owned' means 'damaged goods' and don't want one in that state."

"What, you mean like in terms of virginity?" You ask, seeing through his actual words to the subtext and he mutely nods.

“If that WERE the issue I would assume 'pre-owned' would mean 'a slutty broad who already knows what she is doing' and be quite willing to take one in that state, though not for list price as there would be some re-training issues to deal with,” you say, setting him straight.

“I'm sorry, but it's company policy to not re-sell if they are not still virginal due to negative customer reviews," Travis says apologetically.

"So what happens to the ones whose owners don't provide for them in their wills or something?" You ask.

“Actually, it's part of the ownership contracts that they do, now,” Raya explains, “in part because of me and Mrs. Danvers,” she chokes up a bit at this.

“You're with me now, you'll be taken care of and I'm healthy as a horse, no worries about me dying on you,” you say soothingly.

“Aaanyway, if you two will come with me, we'll fill out the paperwork and Raya will be able to go home with you John...” Travis says...