"How you know it was Willy" Momma asked. "He wearin' dat snake ring wid da ruby in da eye dat he say his momma give him." "His momma" snorted LeRoy's Momma. "She nothin' but a common ho. She never owned nothin' like that ring in her life. Willy stole it. Where Willy now ?" LeRoy and Momma looked out of the kitchen window and say Willy leaning on the dumpster, coolly smoking a joint speared on a toothpick. "Stay right dere, Willy" said Momma softly and to LeRoy she said. "Take a nice warm baf an' ah'll put somethin' soothin' on yo' ass to make it feel better."

   Momma lighted the old side-arm water heater which would take about 20 minutes to heat enough water for a bath for even a little boy like LeRoy , picked up a skillet and her sewing shears and left by the front door which they almost never used. LeRoy got up in the window to watch whatever was going to happen.

   At first he couldn't see Momma, but then he saw her coming around the side of the apartment house. She quickly slipped around behind the dumpster where Willy couldn't see her and crept up behind him, raised the skillet over her head and slammed it down topside Willy's wooly head . Willy crumpled up and fell in a heap beside the dumpster. Even from the third floor with the window closed, LeRoy could hear the "BONG" as the skillet bounced off the top of Willy's skull.

   Momma quickly pulled down Willy's jeans, which were hanging half-way off his buns already. Then she pulled down the jockstrap that Willy always wore instead of undershorts. Though Willy's dick was very small for a 15-year-old, his balls were huge. Momma seized those huge balls in her left hand and, with one snip of the shears cut them off. She held the severed balls, still in their bag, up by the cords to that LeRoy could see them and threw them into the middle of the dumpster with the rest of the garbage. Wiping her shears on  Willy's jeans, Momma pulled up his jockstrap and his jeans and went back into the house. 

   After LeRoy's bath, Momma applied some Mentholatum to his sore asshole and they went back to the window. Willy was starting to stir. He reached up and felt the egg-sized lump on his scalp and winced. Finally, he became aware of the pain in his groin , noticed blood on his jeans and pulled them down. Seeing his jockstrap soaked with blood and looking empty, Willy cried out "What da fuck ?" and pulled down his bloody jockstrap. When he saw what had happened to him, Willy screamed, loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear him, "Mah balls ! Somebody done cut off mah balls !"

   Mr. Marquez in first-floor west, came out and looked at Willy's bloody wound., said something to him  and went into the house, returning with a towel which he stuffed into Willy's crotch. Apparently, Mr. Marquez had called the police because a cruiser arrived a few minutes later and a cop talked to Willy until the ambulance arrived. Of course, Willy couldn't tell the cop anything useful. Having been attacked from behind he had never seen his assailant.

   Willy was in the ER only just long enough to sew him up and give him an antibiotic shot. Even that short stay would never be paid for. Pimps do not provide health insurance for their ho's and their dependents.

   Willy was fat and lazy already. After Momma fixed him, he became pear-shaped and grew a pair of cute perky  boobs on his chest. His natural laziness was aggravated by the loss of testosterone, and he did nothing thereafter but lie around the apartment and live off his mother's earnings.