Lothario, a Legacy Begins

Don Lothario… the Man, the Myth… the Legend…

Don? What are you doing?

I’m playing The Sims. The original Sims. It’s a classic and it runs on this PC. See?

Yes, I can see that, but could come outside for a minute, there are some people who want to meet you.

That’s better! But why are you looking at me like that?

Like what?  This is how I look when people interrupt my Sims time.  

*sigh*

Just say hi to all the people who’ve come to watch you start yout legacy.

Hold on just a minute!  Did you say, legacy?  As in 10 generations of getting married and settling down with just one sim?  I have a fear of commitment.  I don’t think — 

How does 5 generations and you only have to get married if you move them in?

That sounds good, but how am I supposed to have heirs?

You’re a Romance sim, Don.  You can’t figure that out for yourself?   Just woo-hoo woo-hoo woo-hoo and then, when you’re sons are old enough, you get to pick one to carry on in your stead.

And where are we going to live?  I doubt very much the Caliente babes are gong to let me move a bunch of brats into their house. There’s barely enough room for me to live with them!

I know.  And you don’t like that, do you, Don?

Not really.  Hot babes and all, but too crowded.  

And that’s why I downloaded this house from the Gallery.  CeeCee made it.  You know her?

Yeah…. ?  

So it’s a nice 2-bedroom, 2 bath house and we can probably expand on it later or knock it down or… whatever.

I see you have a visitor.

Yeah.  Katrina came over to check out the new digs and to ask me why I left.

How’d that go?

Awkward!   I didn’t tell her about this legacy crap.  Just that I wanted my own space.   

I see.  She buy it?

*shrugs*  I guess so.  She stuck around to watch tv for a while, but she was kind of pissed so we didn’t do anything more fun, if you know what I mean. 

Ahhh…. sorry to hear it, Donny Boy.  But I can see you didn’t let that get you down.

Yeah… this is Catarina.  She’s one of my new neighbors in Brindleton Bay.  We went out for drinks… 

… and then she came back to my place and we did some cloud watching. 

In your underwear?

They’re comfy.  

I really like Catarina.  I feel like I can talk to her about anything.  And I think she feels the same about me.  

That’s not talking, Don.

No, it certainly is not!!!!  

 

Ummm… that’s not Catarina Lynx, Don.

Very observant of you.  That’s Nina Caliente.  She came over to check on me.  See how things were going… and um… one thing led to another.   You know how it is with two hot people who feel very strongly for one another. 

But what about Catarina?

That’s different.  She’s different.  Not the same kind of relationship at all. 

 

So do you want to tell me about those last two pictures?

Not really.  It still kind of hurts….