Making her appearance at the end of episode 5 of
is the ex-wife of Burke, and mother of Fathom and Heathen, the one and only Texas Simmington. Marrying at an early age to Burke, Texas was very much in love with her entrepreneur husband as he was with her. They had been introduced to one another through Burke’s,then best friend, and business partner, Cyril
Dolby and his then wife Skankie. Initially the attraction between both Burke and Texas was electric. Both were eager to progress and be successful in life and had the hunger and drive to do so. The first couple of years of their marriage was successful but when Burke became focused on growing his business to be the best in the world it meant long trips away from home and Texas soon began to feel abandoned. Inevitably she turned her attentions to the many male admirers she had and began her countless affairs behind her husband’s back.
Texas loved her children she had with Burke very much but she always wanted more from her life than to be the trophy wife of a successful businessman. She tried making a name for herself in the arts world by studying painting but she soon bored of that. What she wanted was power and to be a successful business woman in her own right. And when her husband’s business rival Cyril started to woo her behind Burke’s back she flung herself full on into the affair partly out of loneliness but more so out of how it could be advantageous for herself. However it wasn’t to be as Burke returned early from one of his frequent long business travels only to find his wife in bed with his rival. From that point Cyril became Burke’s nemesis and he threw Texas out of their mansion.
Texas was publicly humiliated by the scandal of the affair. The upper circles of society that she was used to frequenting in were supportive of hard working Burke and turned their backs on Texas. Even Cyril stopped seeing her as he tried to save his own marriage. With no friends, home or money Texas reluctantly accepted the proposal from Burke – that he would pay her a large sum of money in instalments over several years as long she divorced him, left Windenburg and never had contact with him or their children again. And so Texas left and stayed away for many years. She has spent the time away traveling the globe indulging in many illicit affairs but more importantly learning a lot on how to perfect her ruthlessness.
Upon reading in the gossip columns of society magazines that her ex-husband was to marry his former secretary Texas decided at that point to return to Windenburg and settle a few scores. She wants her revenge on Burke and everyone else who turned their backs on her and will stop at nothing until she gets it.
FACTFILE:
Name : Texas Simmington, née Purell .
Age: A lady never reveals her age! But we know she is an adult Sim.
Career : None at present but she is a woman of many hidden talents.
Traits : Ambitious , Art Lover , Materialistic, Evil.
Skills : Mischief , Painting, Charisma,
Aspiration : Fabulously Wealthy



The room was silent as everyone waited on what would happen next. Burke glared at Texas not quite believing she had shown up. He wanted her gone from the house as quickly as possible.




Andre stepped back not wanting to feel the full wrath of Texas’ vengeance. She turned back to the newlyweds and smirked as she gave Brystle a critical once over. Burke could see where she was heading and ordered her out of the house before she would insult his bride.
Brystle smiled back. She knew little of Texas and having the good Sim trait she wanted to diffuse the situation and instead introduced herself.




The shock of seeing his mother was too much for Heathen.
Texas pulled her son close and held him in a tight embrace.
But Heathen pulled back and put his hand towards his face as he sobbed uncontrollably.
At which point he ran from the ballroom. Texas was about to go after him but to her horror Brystle was already going after her son. She would deal with her later. But for now Texas herself was getting angry for seeing how upset her son was and in her mind there was only one person to blame.
Texas turned and marched back across towards Burke and gave a glance over to her daughter Fathom who stood across the ballroom glaring daggers back at her. She would deal with her later also. For now she would give Burke a piece of her mind.




Fathom quickly ran out of the ballroom and made her way to the hallway where she hoped to catch her mother.

Texas sighed. She had a difficult relationship with Fathom when she was a child and it was obvious her daughter still carried a lot of anger towards her. Texas decided on a different tact.
Fathom gazed at her mother. She felt nothing but anger towards her.
Texas realised that this was pointless, it would take time for Fathom to come around an now was not the time. Instead she smiled and stroked her daughter’s chin then withdrew her hand when she saw the look of disgust in her daughter’s eyes.
With that Texas put her sunglasses back on and left the mansion.
Whilst the drama had been unfolding at Siloli mansion, across town in the suburbs a lonely Malaudia Drysdale waited for her husband Mayhew to come home. He had gone for his usual evening jog but had not come home after a couple of hours.



Mayhew had thought this may happen but didn’t expect it on the first night. Not when his head was still filled with thoughts of Brystle…

Mayhew sat beside his wife. He hated lying to her but he didn’t want to see her hurt again, not after all she had been through.

Mayhew got up and took off his towel as he got changed into some sleepwear. Malaudia’s heart raced as she looked at his naked body. How she longed for him to hold her and to touch her and caress her and how she would sit on his face and wiggle but it was not meant to be.


Outside their bedroom a figure stood silently at the door listening to everything that had been said…
Mother Drysdale laughed inwardly to herself as she quietly made her way back to her room.
Long after the wedding had come to an abrupt end, thanks to the reappearance of Texas Simmington, Burke and Brystle had retired to their boudoir for the night. Fathom had fled the mansion in a rage after her encounter with her mother had got her worked up. Heathen meanwhile had spent the evening feeling tearful at the sudden appearance of his mother which had triggered a lot of emotions in him. However Fred was nowhere to be found when Heathen needed words of comfort. It was only late in the night when Heathen finally tracked him down in the gymnasium. By this stage Heathen’s tears had turned to anger and he directed his fury at his boyfriend.

It was true that Fred was always receiving calls from his sister and then having to make some sort of mercy dash. It had been happening the whole time of their relationship and it was niggling away at Heathen. Fred had never even introduced any of his family to Heathen but as Heathen had only introduced Fred to his own family then perhaps the meeting with the Rimmards was on the horizon. However the look Fred gave and the tone of his voice made Heathen realise he’d gone too far.
Fred seemed to soften again and his response soon got Heathen in a flirty mood.
The two lovers moved together in a passionate embrace and smooch.

Heathen could have sworn he felt a slight tense in Fred’s body. However his lover quickly replied.



Texas was but a momentary nuisance. He would soon be rid of her again. Once they left on their honeymoon in the morning she would be but a distant memory. And when they returned Texas would be long gone. A fat pay cheque would see to that. It had worked once before.
The newlyweds locked lips in a passionate embrace. And at that moment both of them believed that nothing would ever come between them.





Fathom clearly had one thing in her mind and Seth wasn’t going to say no. The 2 ex lovers moved closer together and locked their lips in a passionate smooch. For Seth it was a dream come true to be kissing his one true love once again. For Fathom it stirred some delicious memories of their former time together.

Seth thought it a strange request at this time but happily posed for the selfie. Fathom seemed delighted as she took the picture on her phone. She quickly posted the picture to her Simstagram account where she had close to a million followers. She also hash tagged it with Ditsy Von Klinkerhoffen’s name….

















































to make his own way in the world he moved to the Arts Quarter of San Myshuno city. There he began his career as a professional photographer and set up his own studio. He soon began to make a name for himself photographing models for some of the world’s biggest fashion brands. It was on one of the photoshoots that he met model Fred Rimmard who was doing an underwear shoot for Bugo Hoss. Fred’s fine physique drew Heathen in from the start and he knew he had found his muse. Some of Heathen’s best known work featured Fred in a variety of poses wearing very little.


