...rgotten his strange wake of a month ago, but Lisa hadn’t. She had remained somewhat distant of him however. The sex had been good, but she was only interested in playing with Milhouse, not actually dating him. But even from afar, she could tell Milhouse wasn’t only interested in her. She noticed the glances he gave her brother’s butt and crotch area, even though Bart didn’t. Maybe she could do them both.
Everyday of summer seemed the same for Bart. Not that it was a bad thing. He liked to spend his days roaming around Springfield, with his trusty sidekick Milhouse at his side. Playing video games, blowing stuff up, watching Itchy and Scratchy… it was the good life.
Milhouse had been invited to stay for the night at the Simpsons, again. This time, Homer and Marge would be gone until late into the evening however. Lisa had managed to convince her dad that they deserved a vacation and that she could baby-sit Bart.
“I’ll let him invite Milhouse,” she added. “It should calm him down for the night and I’ll be able study in peace.”
The first time Lisa had babysat Bart, it had turned out to be a disaster, but somehow, the people of Springfield had forgotten, her parents included. If his best friend could come stay the night, she didn’t expect trouble to arise. And anyways, she had other plans for the night then sleep.
So, after Marge cooked a meal for her kids, she left f...