Little Johnny was 7 years old, and like other boys
his age, rather curious. He had been hearing quite a bit
about
courting from other boys and he wondered what it was and
how it was
done.
One day he took his questions to his mother, and
she became flustered. Instead of explaining things to
Johnny she
told him to hide behind the curtains one night and watch
his older
sister
and her boyfriend. This he did, and the following morning
Johnny
described
everything to his mother.
Sis and her boyfriend sat and talked for awhile,
then he turned off most of the lights. Then he started to
kiss and hug
her, I figured sis must be getting sick because her face
started
looking
funny. He must have thought so too because he put his
hand inside her
blouse to feel her heart, just like the doctor would.
Except he's not
as
good as the doctor, because he seemed to have trouble
finding her
heart.
He was getting sick too, because pretty soon both
of them started panting and getting all out of breath.
His other hand
must have been getting cold because he put it under her
skirt. About
this
time, sis got toward the end of the couch. This was when
the fever
started.
I know it was a fever because sis told him she was really
hot.
Finally, I found out what was making them so sick...a big
eel had gotten
inside his pants somehow. It just jumped out of his pants
and stood there
about 9 inches long. Honest! anyway, he grabbed it
in one hand to keep it
from getting away. When sis saw it she got really
scared. Her eyes big
and her mouth fell open, and she started calling out to
God and stuff like
that. I should tell her about the ones I saw at
the lake!
Anyway, sis got brave and tried to kill the eel by bitting
its head off.
All of a sudden, she made a noise and let the eel go. I
guess it bit her
back. Then she grabbed it with both hands and held it
tight while he took
a muzzle out of his pocket and slipped it over the eels
head to keep it
from biting again. Sis lay back and spread her legs so
she could get a
scissor lock on it, and he helped by laying on the top of
the eel. The eel
put up a hell of a fight. Sis started groaning and
squeeling and her
boyfriend almost upset the couch. I guess they wanted to
kill the eel by
squishing it between them.
After a while they both quit moving and gave a great
sigh. Her boyfriend
sat up and sure enough they had killed the eel. I knew it
was dead because
it just hung there limp and some of its insides were
hanging out. Sis and
her boyfriend were a little tired from the battle, but
they went on
courting anyway. He started hugging and kissing her
again, and by golly,
the eel wasn't dead after all. It jumped straight up and
started to fight
again. I guess eels are like cats... They have nine
lives or
something.
This time sis jumped up and tried to kill the eel by
sitting on it. After
about 35 minutes of struggle, they finally killed the
eel. I know it was
dead this time because I saw sis's boyfriend peel off the
skin and flush it
down the toilet.
Mother fainted.