“It should calm him down for the night and I’ll be able study in peace.” “I’ll let him invite Milhouse,” she added. Lisa had managed to convince her dad that they deserved a vacation and that she could baby-sit Bart. This time, Homer and Marge would be gone until late into the evening however. Milhouse had been invited to stay for the night at the Simpsons, again. Playing video games, blowing stuff up, watching Itchy and Scratchy… it was the good life. He liked to spend his days roaming around Springfield, with his trusty sidekick Milhouse at his side. Maybe she could do them both.Įveryday of summer seemed the same for Bart. She noticed the glances he gave her brother’s butt and crotch area, even though Bart didn’t. But even from afar, she could tell Milhouse wasn’t only interested in her. The sex had been good, but she was only interested in playing with Milhouse, not actually dating him. She had remained somewhat distant of him however. Bart had quickly forgotten his strange wake of a month ago, but Lisa hadn’t. After having a feel of both Simpson kids, he craved for more. Milhouse had to resort to hand, but it was getting tiresome. Since then, he had not had the opportunity to have sex again, with them or anyone else, even though Bart had slept at his house only a week ago.
It had been a month since the night Milhouse had toyed with Bart in his sleep and Lisa awaked.
