This Vixen's Sim(ulated) Life

Diane is still trying to break in this love nest of hers, so she calls non-blogger Brandon (not to be confused with Brando Knatt) and gives him another shot at her hot-lovin'.
This time, he's game, and Diane is sooooooooooooo thrilled she leaps into his arms!
He carries her to bed and woo-hoo ensues.
Brando stops by the next day to deliver a token of his appreciation.
Later that night he stops by again for some of what Diane serves up.
Suddenly he wrinkles his nose and asks Diane, "What's that SMELL?" Diane tries to spray on a little cologne to cover up what she assumes is her musky scent, but in reality, Brando is driven away by the heaping pile of rotting garbage in the street!
The next morning Diane finds that someone has not only kicked over the garbage can AGAIN, but has set fire to the roses left by Brandon earlier in the day. Poor Al is overcome by the fumes.

Ever the loving partner, Diane cleans up the mess and apologizes to Al for the actions of a very sick individual.
In an attempt to cheer Al up and take his mind of her stalker, Diane takes him on a date.
While she's trying on lingerie, Al sneaks into the changing booth.
He exits with a swoon...
...and Diane exits with Woo Hoo written all over her...well, actually above her, but, you know...
They rush home and fall exhausted into a deep sleep. While Al dreams of Diane, Diane dreams of, well, Diane. Let's hope this swinging thing is agreeable to Al, because it looks like he may be in over his head.