Don Lothario awoke to his mobile phone alerting him to a text message. He rubbed his eyes, sat up and discovered quickly that his head was throbbing. The sun was bursting through the blinds, and his eyes burned with discomfort. I'll never drink wine again, he scolded himself. Sensing an oncoming wave of nausea, he quickly pulled himself out of bed, only to collapse a few feet later, rolling his ankle in the process. In frustration, Don yelled out a few obscenities.

As he rose to his feet, Don noticed a beautifully manicured foot hanging out the sheets on the far side of his king-sized bed. Which Caliente was it this time? Don wondered. There was no time to find out; the bathroom called.

Don hobbled downstairs to the bathroom, just making it in time to throw up into the porcelain bowl. After finishing, Don rested his head on the toilet seat. That was the last thing he remembered, before he awoke to the sound of water hitting tiles. As he opened his groggy eyes, he saw a naked, pale-skinned beauty stepping into the shower. That doesn't look like Nina or Dina. thought Don, confused, his head spinning. Or Cassandra.

Don pulled himself up from the toilet with great effort. After rinsing his mouth and beard with water from the sink, he hobbled into the lounge room to view the damage. Two empty pizza boxes were strewn across the carpet, while three or four empty bottles of wine were resting on the coffee table. An empty condom wrapper wedged in between couch cushions caught Don's eye. He quickly grabbed it, and limped towards the kitchen to put it in the bin. I can explain pizza and wine, but not that. Don thought. Out of the corner of his eye, he notice someone in the kitchen.

"Good morning, spunk!" A voice called out. The olive-skinned, red-headed beauty was sitting at the kitchen table.

"Oh, hey!" Don suddenly became aware that he was still naked in the presence of Nina Caliente. The closest object was a pair of oven mits. Don quickly grabbed them to cover his private parts. "I wasn't expecting to see you today."

Nina giggled, and adjusted her legs so they were resting on the table. "I've seen it all before, Don. How many times have we done the Woohoo together?"

Don firmly held the oven mit in place, and didn't crack a smile.

Nina's smile turned into a stern look as the silence allowed the sound of water hitting tiles to permeate the room.

"Whose in the shower?" she asked.

Don was still trying to figure out who had stayed the night. The woman in the shower did not look like either Dina or Cassandra. This woman had to be new.

"It's not your sister." Don said. "If that's what you're thinking."

Nina said nothing, but she felt relief.

After a moment of silence, Nina quickly said, 'Your underpants are on the table.'

Don quickly spotted his boxers hanging off the table, and put them on. He hobbled over the other side of the table and sat down.

A packet of aspirin landed in front of Don.

"Take a couple. You'll feel better." Nina said, before rising from the table.

Nina made her way to the fridge, and pulled out a packet of frozen peas. A moment later, they landed on the table in front of Don.

Don propped his aching foot up on the table, and held the frozen peas to it. He wondered why Nina was at his house so early in the morning. The Caliente sisters were very "close " to Don, but they didn't usually turn up unexpected.

Eventually Don worked up the courage to ask.

'So… what are you doing here?'

Nina poured herself a glass of orange juice. She turned her head towards Don.

'I wanted to talk to you about our arrangement.'

'There's nothing to talk about until I marry Cassandra.' Don replied curtly.

Don and Kaylynn were distracted when they heard the shower turn off.

"Who is she, again?" Nina asked.

Don shrugged.

The bathroom door opened, and a fully-clothed, beautiful woman stepped out. Her hair was in a messy bun, hinting at last night's activities, but apart from that she looked fresh.

Don greeted his lover. "Good morning… Kaylynn."

Kaylynn timidly stepped towards the kitchen, and opened her mouth to say something to Don, when she saw Nina standing by the sink.

Her pale face turned crimson, and she quickly grabbed her handbag from the bench.

"Are you hungry?" Don asked, hoping to ease her embarrassment. "Would you like some breakfast?"

As she quickly made her way to the front door, Kaylynn stammered, 'I must be off now, or else I'll be late to the Pleasant's house.'

The front door opened and shut, and Kaylynn was gone. Nina laughed.

"She couldn't get out of here fast enough!" she remarked smugly.

"She's not like us, Nina. She's a good Sim. I don't think she's ever had a one-night-Woohoo."

Nina snickered, then took a long swig from her glass.

"What was her name again?" Nina enquired.

"Kaylynn. She wasn't expecting you to be here, Nina."

"Why are you getting so defensive? You don't have feelings for her, do you?" Nina grinned at Don, only to see him holding the frozen peas to his head.

"To be frank, I wasn't expecting to see you here either." Don replied with a serious tone in his voice.

"How do you know her?" Nina asked.

"She cleans my house." Don's hangover was getting to him. "Why do you want to know, anyway? The less you know about my Woohoo partners, the better."

"Not unless their surname happens to be Goth." Nina stated.

Don didn't respond.

Nina closed the fridge door, and wiped her mouth with her arm.

"How is Kaylynn in bed, anyway?" Nina said with a cheeky smile. "Or the hot tub? Or both?"

Don looked up at her, annoyed.

"You do realise I am marrying Cassandra for you and Dina, right?" he said, irritated.

Nina realised her comment was too close to home.

"And if we want this to work out, you can't just come over here any time you want." Don's voice was getting louder. "What if it was Cassandra who had stayed the night, and she woke up to see you here?"

Nina knew there was more chance of Dina turning into a PlantSim, but chose not to comment.

"And I can't keep messing around, getting drunk and woohooing with you every night! I was supposed to be at the hospital twenty minutes ago!"

"That's not fair, Don."

"I've called in sick too many times because of you!"

"You chose to Woohoo with Kaylynn last night! I had nothing to do with it!"

"I'm sick of doing all your dirty work for you!" Don was yelling now. "Why don't you just get a job for yourself? Or even better, why don't you try marrying into the Goth family? It's not as easy as you think!"

There was a moment of silence. Nina could not remember the last time Don has spoken to her like that.

"I know how hard it is." Nina said through gritted teeth. "I haven't been able to find a job since they discovered my parents are aliens. Everyone knows I had something to do with Bella's disappearance."

Nina stormed off upstairs to cool down.

Don regretted losing his temper. But what was said was said.

Minutes later, Nina appeared downstairs again.

Don took a deep breath.

"Nina, I'm sorry. But if I had confessed to my involvement, I wouldn't be able get you or Dina any money."

"I think we're both tired." Nina replied, not making eye contact. She walked towards the front door.

"Oh, by the way,' Nina turned back to face Don at the last minute. 'Here's your phone. I think Cassandra messaged you.'

Her message must have woken me up, thought Don.

Nina threw the phone to him, and left the condo. Don found he had received a picture message from Cassandra of herself. Instead of pigtails, her hair was tied into a crooked bun. Thought about your advice from the other week. Do you like it? xoxo the message read. It wasn't exactly what Don had envisaged when he suggested Cassandra be a little more adventurous with her style. But at least she was trying. Don liked his women a certain way; it would take a while with Cassandra but at least he knew it could happen.

Luv it babe! U look amazing. Luv your sexy fiance xoxo he typed before pressing send, putting his phone down, and heading towards the shower.