Little Johnny was 7 years old and like other boys his age rather
curious. He had been hearing quite a bit about 'courting' from the
older boys, and he wondered what it was and how it was done. One
day he took his question mother, who became rather 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. The following morning, Johnny described EVERYTHING to
his mother. "Sis and her boyfriend sat and talked for a while, then
he turned off most of the lights. Then he started kissing and
hugging 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 the way the
doctor would. Except he's not as smart as the doctor because he
seemed to have trouble finding her heart. I guess 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 cold because he put it under her
skirt. About this time 'Sis got worse and began to moan and sigh
and squirm around and slide down toward the end of the couch. This
was when her fever started. I knew it was a fever, because Sis told
him she felt 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 10 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
got big, and her mouth fell open, and she started calling out to
God and stuff like that. She said it was the biggest one she's ever
seen; I should tell her about the ones down at the lake by our
house! Anyway, Sis got brave and tried to kill the eel by biting
its head off. All of a sudden she grabbed it with both hands and
held it tight while he took a muzzle out of his pocket and slipped
it over the eel's 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 lying on top of the eel. The eel put up a hell of a
fight. Sis started groaning and squealing and her boyfriend almost
upset the couch. I guess they wanted to kill the eel by squashing
it between them.
After a while they both quit moving and gave a great sigh. Her
boyfriend got up, and sure enough, they killed the eel. I knew
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 back to courting anyway. He started hugging
and kissing her again. By golly, the eel wasn't dead! 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 it by sitting on it. After about a 35 minute
struggle, they finally killed the eel. I knew it was dead, because
I saw Sis's boyfriend peel its skin off and flush it down the
toilet
