In her own way.

Lisa's mind has been running as Bart continues to blather on about his current controlling status, and she finally gets a solution. "I'm sorry, Bart. But there's no way I'm messing with Apu. And I have no money for your stupid Beer fund, but..." Lisa says sexily, leaving a slight pause.

"But, what? I've got the , and I'm not leaving until I'm satisfied." Bart states imperically, not realizing his emphasis on the word 'satisfied'.

"Oh, you'll leave satisfied." She stops and then leaps for Bart, and tears off his shorts to reveal a nice-sized hard-on. "I'm sure this will make us both very, very satisfied." She whispers as she licks her lips and thrusts her hips seductively.