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THIS IS HOW A 7 YEAR OLD KID
EXPLAINS SEX
Little Johnny was 7 years old and like other boys
his age rather curious. He had been hearing quite
a bit
about 'making out' 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 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.
