Little Johnny was 12 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 to his 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 boy-
friend. 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 of 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.
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 boy-
friend 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 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.
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