...d as he went to the door, he turned one last time to Lisa. Before him was a sight which would of sickened any normal sane person. The girl was nude, in sweat and crying, legs parted revealing a clear and gooey substance emitting from her butt and staining her lips.
“If you ever speak of this to anyone, I swear I’ll kill you.”
The same threat each time and she knew it wasn’t an idle one only by the murderous look he gave her. Her dad left the room after that. Slowly, still in pain, Lisa went to the bathroom to scrub so of her father’s fluids off her. She then returned to her room with some stain remover. Ten minutes later, the rape was but a horrible memory in a child’s mind.
Lisa went downstairs to the living room, where her brother was watching Itchy & Scratchy. He glanced towards her for a moment.
“Cool, 20 big ones!”
Bart was referring to an agreement he and Homer had: each time he noted that he had raped Lisa, Homer would give him 20 dollars. Bart was more then happy to oblige and so continued Lisa’s torment.
Beside Bart sat Maggie, her baby sister. Their eyes met, one a look of innocence and the other a look of sadness.