Author’s note…  I am debating on making commitment issues the family trait.   The more I think on it, I think the family trait should be either flirty or charismatic.  (More on that later)

"There he is, quick Louie, see if you can get him in the shot."    Don turned and was unsurprised to find a television camera pointed in his direction.  Such was the life of a sports superstar.   He smirked as the reporter hurried towards him.  She was probably hoping he would make a break for his ride -- stars trying to evade the press always made good copy.  But what was the point?  It wasn't like he had anything to hide after all.

"Mr. Lothario?"  she asked.  At his nod she continued, "Tracy Addison, WSMZ morning edition.  Mind if I take a few minutes of your time?"  She watched pause, clearly considering, and through his smoky colored sunglasses she could see his green eyes assessing her top to bottom.

"Not at all."   he answered.  "I'm always... available...to my public."  He had a nice voice...a pleasing tenor.  The husk of it, combined with the come hither look that even the shades couldn't hide and the emphasis on the word available.... Tracy felt a flush of heat that had nothing to do with the midday sun and everything to do with her awareness of him as a man, and herself as a woman.  And from the slow, knowing smile that crept on his face she knew that he had some idea of what she was thinking.

"Gr-great."  she stammered, cursing herself for it.   All that she had heard about him screamed womanizer but it was one thing to know that and another thing to feel that magnetic charm focus itself on her.  She took a step back literally, hoping to get her point across without being too obvious.  "What do you have to say to rumors that you're trying to score off the field as much as you are on it?"

"I'm not so sure I understand."  Don countered.  He shrugged, his hands palms up and fingers loosely splayed in an "I have no idea what you're talking about" manner.

"I mean," Tracy countered, "Rumors that you are going around Rivertown seducing its women and leaving them with presents of the nine-month variety."

"Seducing?"  Don's laugh was disbelieving.  "You make it sound like I'm going around town in a cheap smoking jacket wiggling my brows at anything with breasts and a pulse, deliberately impregnating them."

"Well?  Aren't you?"

He snorted and lowered his shades to gaze directly into her own eyes.  "No.   I won't deny I like women.  I find them endlessly fascinating.  I also like to have a good time.  But the ladies I'm involved with are available, consenting adults."

"Ladies?"  She stressed the word, not even caring that the disapproval had seeped into the word.  "As in.. plural?"

"Well, sure.  Nothing illegal about that, last I checked." 

"And the other part of the question--"  Tracy knew she was going too far, that she had let his cavalier attitude get under her skin, but she just didn't care.

Man, this is a far cry from my sweet little pad in Pleasantview.  Don thought with a grimace.  Still, he was lucky to have anything at all.  The last thing he clearly remembered was stepping onto a teleporter and hearing several women laughing, then awakening here in Riverview.  Well, he hadn't exactly woken up here at his house...the granery..whichever you wanted to call it.   The teleporter had gone off with a flash of light that nearly blinded him -- he'd felt a sense of hurtling through time and space then stumbled onto the road and almost straight into Luke McDermott's oncoming car.

He'd been really lucky not to have been hit, actually.  Poor Luke had felt so bad about almost killing Don that he'd taken him home.  Don knew that Luke was still convinced that Don was the victim of a mugging or something of the sort -- the teleporter story being too unbelieveable and there being no other reasonable explanation for his being out there with just the shirt on his back.   

After a few days to 'find his bearings'  Don talked the McDermott's into selling  him a small bit of land.  The building on it had once been a grainery that had been let go... and Don convinced Luke it could be made habitable...and that he, Don,  was willing to do the work to make it so. Luke had looked skeptical, but nodded in understanding of what he percieved as a proud, independant streak and had given in.  So now while the outside still looked like a grain silo, the inside was a rather cozy, if cheaply furnished home.

The place doesn't have to be big to serve its purpose, thought Don.   They could take the boy out of Pleasantview, but they couldn't make him change what he was.  He had been and would always be born to woo and love the ladies.  And he wanted at least 10 notches on his bedpost before "Mr Happy" became the fleshy equivalent of soap on a rope.

Don's first order of business (once the question of where he was going to live was out of the way) was to find a job.  In his old life he'd been in the medical field.  But that had been long hours, hard work, and not that much pay.  The hard work he hadn't minded, but the too little pay and the long hours put a crimp in his swinging lifestyle.   If he was going to work hard it would be at something that paid well and drew the ladies like bees to nectar.  Finally he'd decided on an athletics career.   Jocks almost always got the girl and no one thought twice if a bachelor athlete was a womanizer.

I'm sure you've heard the saying "Time Flies"... boy, whoever said that sure was right! It seems likes just yesterday Leroy had joined the family, and Christy was talking about getting him a ladyfriend....and yeah, she eventually got around to telling me about the baby we were expecting together.

And don't think I'm totally clueless, I saw the bits of yerk on the toilet rim she missed in her cleanup and figured it out.... but I waited for her to tell me 'cause I know ladies really enjoy those "how I told him" stories.... I didn't want to spoil it for her.

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I haven't given up on the Legacy Land girls or Brandon Mystic's legacy at all... but a when some ladies in Legacyland wanted to do a "Founder's Challenge" -- where we all designed a sim and voted which one all of us would found a legacy with.... well, I wanted to do that too. (Yeah, with that and LL girls, Brandon and World of Warcrack -- not to mention bills, et.. I don't have enough to do... LOL)

Rules for Legacyland Founders Challenge:
1. Everyone begins with the same founder genetically, aspiration, and zodiac sign. Turn ons and turn off and secondary aspiration are up to the simmer.
(We voted knowledge aspiration and Pisces zodiac sign)
2. Everyone begins with $5000 cash regardless of lot size.
3. Hacks are allowed but no money cheats.
4. Blog it so we can see how its progressing. Update at least every two weeks. If you don't, bring out the hounds!
5. Marriages - marry only NPCs and townies. Custom townies are encouraged!

( Read on, brave readers )