...e hated the way the two of them treated him and he could think of a lot of things he’d rather do with his time like watch the football on the tv. But they’d already agreed to have dinner with Marge’s sisters and she’d be extremely upset if he asked her to cancel.
‘Oh well’ homer thought now theirs a thought homer thinking ‘I guess it won’t kill me’.
There was a knock on the door then it was opened by his wife Marge. “Homer can Lisa shower with you”? “That way we’ll be ready to go a little sooner since you like to take such long showers!” homer laughed. Marge was always teasing him about taking really long showers. “Sure marge send her in”.
Homer’s daughter lisa entered the bathroom closing the door behind her. “Hi homer” she said with a smile as she started to take of her red dress and white cotton panties. “Hi lisa how was your day today?” “Pretty good. How about you homer?”
Lisa opened the glass siding shower door and stepped into the shower. Homer moved slightly to one side so that she could get under the water next to him. “Not too bad.” At that point they washed off in silence.
Homer looked down at his daughter. She looked back up at him smiling brightly. It struck homer just how pretty his daughter was she reminded him so much of her mother. The same long hair the same beautiful brown ey...