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The Inexplicable Reality - Sideshow Bob Pt.1	By : Wendell Urth Category: +S through Z > Simpsons Views: 4074 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 7: School
Miss Hoover stumbled backwards against the blackboard.
Lisa laughed as the chalk and erasers fell off the ledge onto her white brown skirt and shoes. Lisa reached into her teacher’s desk and pulled out the flask hidden there. Lisa held it out to her teacher who shook her head. Lisa shrugged, took a swallow, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Look, Lizzy…”
“Don’t call me that!” Miss Hoover snapped.
“It’s what Susie called you. Isn’t it?” she winked.
“What? What did you…?”
Lisa shrugged, “Susie, you remember her! Brown hair, blue eyes, my age? You let her call you Lizzie. What was it, nine years ago? Before the accident…”
Miss Hoover began to slide down the wall until she was on the floor, barely able to sit up, unable to speak.
Lisa jumped down from the desk, stood in front of her helpless teacher. “Shit! This feels so good!” she thought. “She’s helpless!” Lisa did a sexy little dance and sidled out of her dress, pulled off her undies and stood there naked except for her red shoes before the cowering 30-year-old.
She didn’t know where this knowledge had come from. But it felt so good to know things like this!
She reached out and stroked the trembling woman’s face. “Don’t you think you should kiss me now?”
Miss Hoover closed her eyes and began to cry. But she still kissed Lisa back. Without meaning to… without realizing it, she held the naked girl in her arms… like all those years ago.

Later, Miss Hoover drove Lisa home. Lisa was sitting in the back seat going through Miss Hoover’s handbag, her wallet, credit cards. “How much credit do you have left on this one?” Miss Hoover, eyes red, frazzled… in shock, looked in the rear view mirror, “’Bout $3,000. Oh, a little less… I spent about $25 on gas…” she bit her lip, “Why am I telling her…?”
Lisa tucked the card into her pocket. “OK, I’m keeping this one. Make sure you pay the bills on it, keep it current. I’ll go easy on you. Kay?”
She looked at some of the pictures, the limited amount of makeup, the junk. Miss Hoover felt like she was being violated all over again.
Then Lisa laughed out loud, pulling out a pack of condoms. “Really Lizzie? A six pack? How long have these been gathering dust? You haven’t had a date in two years and haven’t been fucked in… what, four years?”
“Maybe you and my brother Bart can get together, but he doesn’t wear rubbers when he fucks my mother.”
Miss Hoover slammed on the brakes in the middle of the street? Turned her head and nearly shouted, “What are you? What kind of monster are you?”
Softly, “I’m your worst nightmare, bitch. Now take me home. 742 Evergreen Terrace.” Smiling, “Drive Lizzie, just drive.”

When they arrived, Lisa handed the frightened school teach a piece of paper. “This is Bart’s number. Text him tonight. Just tell him you’re thinking about him.” Seeing the horrified expression on her face, Lisa continued. “Relax, nothing dirty. You used to be his teacher. Tell him a story from back then or something. You can do that, can’t you Lizzie? Sure you can! Don’t disappoint me.”
Lisa hopped out of the car. All innocent smiles and sweet expression. Loudly calling, “Thanks for the ride, Miss Hoover, I appreciate it. Cya Monday!” she giggled” Miss Hoover nodded her head nervously as Lisa skipped up the driveway to her house.
It didn’t occur to the broken woman until much later (half a bottle of scotch later) that Lisa’s eyes had a blue glow to them.

Brightly, “Hi Bart! Mom call?”
Surly, “Hey dork, not yet. You’re late. Don’t tell me the class goody-goody got a detention on Friday.”
“’Course not! Just stayed late working on a little project, practice. I’ll make dinner.”
Bart, “Whatever…”
She leaned over and kissed her surprised brother on the cheek. “Hey, don’t slobber on me!” She laughed. “We gotta’ watch out for each other, now. It’s just the three of us in the house, you know.” She left the living room humming, a puzzled Bart remaining on the Simpson’s infamous couch.
“Yeah, Lisa thought, “A little project. Practice. That was fun!” The next part of her little project was coming up. “Hey Bart, Mac N’ Cheese good for you?”
“Yeah, I guess”
Lisa considered for a moment. She wondered how much piss she could slip into his Mac N’ Cheese without his noticing. Not much, she guessed.
That made her a little sad.
End of Part 1
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The Inexplicable Reality - Sideshow Bob Pt.1