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Chapter
Nine:Malibu Stacy Museum

The
Simpsons are now in the Malibu Stacy Museum, but it isn’t what they
thought it was. They follow a tour guide through the musuem. “Stacy.
Often times called Malibu Stacy.” The goth looking tour guide
says plainly. “Famous for the slaughter of the Malibians.”
The second tour guide leans over and whispers into the other’s ear.
“Sorry. The people of Malibu. Let the people talk about his
so-called crimes against humanity.” The Simpsons stand in shock
at what they are hearing. Lisa looks like she’s about to cry. Bart is
the only one who seems to be enjoying this. “This museum is
dedicated to the Stacy that no one knew.”

The
second tour guide takes over. “The husband, the father, and the
ballroom dancer.” Homer whips his head in the direction of the
tour guide quickly.

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  It had been a month since the night Milhouse had toyed with Bart in his sleep and Lisa awaked.  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.  Milhouse had to resort to hand, but it was getting tiresome.  After having a feel of both Simpson kids, he craved for more.   Bart had quickly forgotten 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.

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Ch. 4

Drinking
half of it, Bart started dancing around drunk. And the saints go
marching he slurred. He then climbed on his bed and started
jumping on it. and they go marching. Go saints As he
jumped this time, he did a twirl and missed the bed, landing flat on
his back. He groaned.

Hearing
the ruckus, Lisa came in the room. Bart! Are you okay?? she
asked, coming to her sick brother. She looked in his eyes.

The
wheel in the sky keeps on turning. He attempted to sing.

Eck!
Bart! Your breath smells horrible! Lisa commented, turning away.
Bart only laughed and started looking for his can of beer, wanting to
finish it.

Lisa
took another close look at Bart. Is Bart drunk?? Lisa asked
herself, seeing the signs of being drunk. She saw it enough in her
dad to know them. Oh my gosh, I think he really is drunk!

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“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this!” Lisa said with a little laugh. She was in her bedroom, almost completely naked, standing on a step stool and slightly bent over the side of the bed. Her arms were straight down on the covers, holding her up, and her head was turned back to her left as she tried to look down at her own bottom. Besides her string of pearls she wore only her panties, stretched between her ankles since her legs were slightly parted. Her red dress was lying on the floor to her left, laid out almost neatly.

On the floor to her right, Allison Taylor was on her knees looking up at Lisa’s rear end. Allison’s right hand was on Lisa’s right butt cheek, though it was unclear whether she was keeping Lisa still or keeping herself from falling forward. In her left hand was a red Sharpie “permanent” marker, with which she was putting the finishing touches on Lisa’s left cheek:

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