"What should we call this?"...the making of a Sims story

The spoiled daughters of a wealthy executive--whom it was said had acquired much of his wealth by dubious means--and his trophy wife, the Atwood sisters grew up with the best of everything. And, after their parents passed away, they inherited a huge estate which guaranteed their lifestyle would continue without interruption. Leah was a talented artist and Moriah an accomplished violinist, but neither sister put their talents to any good use. Instead, they spent piles of Simoleons in pursuit of fun.
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The Atwood girls considered people as playthings. They were both incorrigible flirts, especially Moriah. Now well into Adulthood, neither sister had ever settled down into a relationship. "I might marry one day," mused Leah, "but I'll have to find someone richer than me first. If I do, I doubt anything else will matter."

Moriah and Leah shared a posh apartment in the Landgraab building, a highrise in the exclusive Uptown district of San Myshuno. It was rumored they didn't pay a Simoleon for it--more than a passing resemblance to the notorious Nancy Landgraab led some to conclude the girls were products of a long-running affair between Nancy and their father. Leah, a blonde, was nearly a spitting image of Madame Landgraab.

The Atwood sisters didn't leave the city often. But one evening, jaded by night after night of clubbing, they decided to see if Brindleton Bay's sunsets were as glorious as they'd been told. Neither of them had any idea when the sun set, so they arrived in the seaside district long before they needed to. They decided to walk around the village before they headed for the beach, and found themselves in Sable Square.

Leah and Moriah were somewhat impressed by the houses they saw there. "I thought people lived in shacks out here," Moriah admitted.
"Not in this neighborhood," concluded Leah. "Look at this one."
Leah pointed to a Dutch Colonial-style home with a red front door.
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"Not bad," Moriah said. "Not bad at all. I wonder who lives here?"
"Whoever it is, they're not poor."
"Let's take a closer look, shall we?"
"Moriah, that's terrible...isn't it?" Leah giggled.
"As if that ever stopped us!" Moriah winked. "Let's see what it's like in back."

The sisters went in the front gate and made their way around the right side of the house. When they saw the backyard, with a beautiful pool and a lovely outdoor dining area, they were even more impressed.
Moriah had an especially good eye for design. "This is very nice. Whoever lives here has very good taste. I wonder who they are?"
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At that moment, the answer to Moriah's question was sitting at a table at the Rustic Sails Seafood Company, enjoying his first date with his crush.

Leah spotted the bar Mason Ross had built into the cabana. "Ooooh, look here! I'm a bit thirsty. I wonder if they'd mind if we treated ourselves to a drink?"
Moriah smiled wickedly. "You're becoming almost as outrageous as I am. Make us a drink, why don't you?"
"I don't know how to mix a drink, Sis."
"Neither do I. People always buy them for us."
The spoiled blonde heiress found a bottle of wine. "I think I can manage this," she decided. Leah poured them each a glass of Granite Falls Grappo Blanco, from a bottle Dr. Ross had received as a retirement present.
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"What are we going to say if the people who live here come outside and catch us?" Leah inquired.
"That's easy. We'll invite them to our party, of course."
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By the time the Atwoods finished their wine (Moriah threw away her empty glass) it was too late to watch the sunset from the beach. They didn't care, however; they had more fun snooping around and being outrageous.

Neither of the sisters felt like going home, so it was off once again to the Fountainview Nightclub for more drinking, dancing, and flirting. Leah, the more active of the two, had the urge to play some ping-pong, while Moriah scanned the club for handsome men or pretty women to flirt with. She spotted two promising targets: a good-looking fellow with black hair and hazel eyes and his friend, a boyishly handsome dude with a jaunty cap. Moriah sashayed over to them, and soon she had thoroughly bewitched them both.

The dark-haired man, Paul Welch, interested her most, until his buddy mentioned he was an aspiring Doctor. That piece of information turned Moriah's head immediately.
"And what did you say your name was, darling?"
"Victor. Victor Heiser."
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A newly interested Moriah began to talk about her day. "My sister and I spent the day in Brindleton Bay."
"I have a friend who lives there," Victor pointed out.
Paul nodded. "Isn't that where Cameron Ross lives?"
"That's right," confirmed Victor. "He's got a really nice place with a pool and a bar out back."
Moriah was definitely interested now. "Has he? That sounds very nice..."
"Yeah, it is. It's his grandparents' place, but Cam is living there, keeping an eye on it for them."
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"Lovely." Moriah's agile mind was piecing together all the facts she had just learned. "Excuse me, gentlemen," she said, with a dazzling smile. "You've been...wonderful company."

Moriah quickly found her sister. "You won't believe what I just heard," she said, and then she filled Leah in on the details of the conversation she'd had with Victor.
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"So it's a young guy, house-sitting for his geezer grandparents?" Leah asked.
"Exactly!"
Leah paused for a moment. "But why does this all matter?"
"At the very least, it's a place to hang out by the pool and have a man wait on us hand and foot," Moriah explained.
"Oooh, kinda like a pool boy!"
"Yes!"
"That DOES sound like a good way to spend the summer!" Leah was definitely on board with this.
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Leah was the more intelligent sister, but Moriah was far more calculating. And this time she was several steps ahead of Leah.
But it might turn out to be even more than that...