These are stories from my Sims world. I love to play and love to share the stories that happen! Hope you enjoy, feel free to comment.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
France, and Yves
I opened treasure chests with keys. This was a family tomb, and one of the family members was missing from his rightful place. So I returned his ashes to where they needed to go.



and then...
After our tumble in the sheets, he told me that he really adored me, and stroked my cheek. Then I told him I had to leave. Things to do and places to go, but I would be back.
I did some jobs around, like "jogging for the neighborhood." Apparently people in France have given up on being fit.
I also harvested some grapes for a local nectar maker.

That night, I went back to his house, and we had lots of fun. Talking, flirting, kissing, bedding. We stayed up so late that we ended up sleeping until noon the next day. Yves got up first, so he snuck out and made us some sandwiches with his special touch. Yves is a natural cook.

After a few more jobs that day, it was really late again. I thought about going back to base camp, but didn't want to stay anywhere but with Yves. So I headed back to his place, luckily he was still up. When Yves answered the door, he told me he had been hoping I would show up. That night we fell asleep, after a quick tumble. All I dreamt about was Yves.

I woke up first the next morning and surprised Yves with some breakfast. Although I am not a natural cook, I'm not to bad in the kitchen. I even did the dishes after we ate. We spent the rest of that day together, doing what we did best... everything.
That night I even dreamt of marrying Yves, but that was never going to happen. The next day was going to be my last day, and I planned to spend that with him. It was a great fling, and a lot of good times... really good times. But it was time for me to leave.


That morning Yves told me that he had fallen in love with me, and wanted me to be his girlfriend. Unfortunately I had to turn him down, I mean I live a whole country away, it was the right thing to do .... right? 

Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Basement





I stayed for a while, talking and telling stories of my adventures. Ayla is my mothers sister. She is quite shocked to hear that I turned out to be so adventurous, coming from a down to earth family oriented family. She told me it was in my blood to want a big family. But Egypt was in my blood too, my father was Egyptian, maybe that is why I want to travel.

Before going home, I saw a few people down by the pool that I knew. So I went to say hello. While I was down there I ran into my mother and her brother. The picture above on the left is of Brayden (mothers brother) and Mother. We do not see him very often, he is a loner and inventor. He stays in his shop most of the time.

Also before I went home, I stopped at the fire station, to see if Ameen (my father) was working. He was, so I chose to chat with him a little bit. He still did not seem to impressed with me, but was happy he didn't have to do any raising.

I spend most of my days doing housework, and paying bills. Most of the nights are mine though, to myself. I tend to meditate, or just look out over the ocean and enjoy the scenery. I do take lots of pictures of everything around town. Being in the photography career is not very rewarding money wise, but it is fulfilling to see such beautiful things and take pictures of them. I have some followers of my work, who collect my photos.






So I got some contractors to build me a basement, and filled it with all my collected items from my travels. There is a ton of stuff here, and it is all probably worth a lot of money. Although I am in no need for money right now, I'll just keep it around to look at and for memories.





