Sherry turned down yet another blind date. She was so tired of her friends trying to fix her up with "Mr. Right". It seemed that all of their "Mr. Rights" were "Mr. Wrong" as far as she was concerned. Why bother dating when you could create your own perfect 3D man. She could have a different one each night if she wanted. At least on the 3D dates, she had so much fun. She could pretend to be anyone she wanted and her dates were usually the kind of men she never met in real life and the locations were always beautiful as well. Tonight she was in the mood for that feral, savage, muscular, rugged type. A few clicks of her mouse and she had created her perfect date for the evening. Ah here he comes strolling up to her patio door.