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Subject: {ASSM} "A Child's Dream" (Mg, cons, incest) Complete
Date: Sat,  2 Aug 2003 16:10:08 -0400
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A Child's Dreams

{ASSM} (Mg, cons, incest)



By Simple Man (C)2003





WARNING - Like all Simple Man stories, this story contains sexual activity
between a child and an adult.  It is complete fiction.  If you are reading
this warning and find the subject matter offensive, then please stop and
ignore my stories in the future.  SM



For Frank McCoy



     Peabody Coal, employed every able man in this town, and paid pretty
good wages for working in the mines, but still, I hated my father coming
home so dirty and dead tired.  We lived in a company supplied home of
exactly four rooms, and when you subtracted the bathroom and the kitchen,
and the small living room, only one room was left, a bedroom.  Daddy walked
through the screen door and immediately smiled as he saw me.  I'm his 10
year old daughter, Penny.

Mom had died with the fever, the same one that left so many men without
wives now, a year ago.  I was all Daddy had, and his need for me was for
what my mom would have done for him.  Wash his coal blackened body in the
tub, fix him a hot meal and fix his lunch for tomorrow, only to be followed
by doing the laundry so he would have fresh clothes to wear.  I would listen
to him snore after supper, interrupted by an occasional snort as his
breathing steadied again.  When my chores were done I slept on the floor in
the living room after washing myself with the used dishwater.  Water was
rationed and I had to use almost all of our allotment bathing my Daddy.  It
was not much of a life, but it was our life, and a girl that complained was
worthless.  I desperately did not want to be worthless.

     Morning brought a hot oatmeal breakfast, my handing him his lunch pail
and a kiss from him on my cheek.  He would walk out through that screen door
and the cycle would repeat itself, day after day.  I had missed so many
birthdays that were never remembered that I simply lost interest in how old
I was and it just didn't matter any more.  While I was making his bed I
noticed something under his pillow, a small gift wrapped package tied with a
bright red ribbon.  There was no nametag and I carefully put it back where I
found it.  Was it a gift from someone, or for someone?  I had no clue, but
suddenly I felt pretty good, just knowing that something was going to
change, and I sure needed that, whatever it would be.

     "Do you think she knows?"

     "Naw, she's not a snoop, she don't know!"

     "What do you think she will say when you give it to her?"

     "Got no idea!"

     The two men sat on a ledge in the mine shaft having their lunch while
the canary in the cage sang to them, happy to be around people again.
Neither of the men minded the bird's song and cared only that it could sing,
for if the bird died the worst would be happening, deadly methane gas, and
with the coal oil fired head lamps, that meant an explosion, the most
dreaded danger in the mines.  With blackened faces the two men talked.

     "She sure is a pretty little thing, you're really lucky!"

     "Yea, she is, but you still got a wife, I don't know who is luckier!"

     "You gonna do it tonight, you know, give it to her?  Bet she will be
all over you afterward, now that's lucky."

     "Don't really know yet, still thinking about it."

     The canary stopped singing and the two men looked up in alarm, but the
bird was cleaning itself and merely stopped singing until she was done.  In
this town, the men worked in the mines and everything else was a she to
them.  It was plain and simple, if you didn't know what sex it was, it was a
she.

The men finished their lunch and headed back down the mine shaft to resume
work.  There was no straw boss, every man worked.  The year was 1941 and
coal was a booming business for Peabody, the Mine Safety Act would come a
few years later as would the Unions.

     Penny cleaned the house with the only thing she had, and the broom was
wearing out.  But she did the best she could and that was all anyone could
ask of her, young or old, all women were in the same boat.  She carried her
laundry basket to the lines out back of the small house only to find her
next door neighbor doing the same.  Talking was strained as the 10 year old
talked with the 45 year old woman.  They had little in common except for the
work they did, which was always the same for the both of them.

     The 3:00 PM whistle blew and Penny raced back into the house to fix
supper.  It took more than 20 minutes for the men to return to the surface,
then another 10 minutes to stow their tools and finally head for home.
Today however, Penny stood in the street waiting for her Daddy to appear.
She was a little more dressed up today and she hoped he would notice.  The
mystery gift had given her hope, something almost unknown in this town.  She
watched her Daddy walk up the street, his lunch pail swinging from his arm.
He was a strong man, powerfully built with more muscles than she had ever
seen, and when she bathed him there was always this feeling she got, not
quite sure of what it was.

     "My, my, don't we look pretty today!"

     He did notice and my heart skipped a beat just knowing that.  For some
reason he looked better just now, oh, he was still dirty and covered in coal
soot, but there was something more, a look in his eyes maybe, yes that's
what it was, a look in his eyes that were looking at me.  He was not looking
at me like a father; he was looking at me like a man with a need.  Do you
think he would, naw, probably not?  Why would a grown man want a little girl
like me to warm his bed at night?  But I had hope enough for the both of us.

     Once inside the house, Daddy knelt on the floor and held me at arms
length, eyeing me up and down.  He must have liked what he saw, because his
white teeth made quite a contrast to his coal black face as he smiled.
Without any warning, I felt his hands up under my dress where he grabbed
hold of my butt cheeks and squeezed them.  He pulled me to him, his face
pressed tightly against my chest.  I tussled his hair with my fingers,
letting him know that I liked it, and be still my heart, was he going to
make love to me tonight?  I didn't know if I was ready for that yet, but I
suppose I was, because I didn't object when he came right out and asked me.

Tonight's bath was quite a bit different from all the others.  He smiled and
teased me as if I were a woman.  I had cared for this man ever since my
mother got sick, and in all that time he had never been with a woman at
night.  Tonight that would change, and if I had anything to say about it,
Lord, thank you.

     The lye soap was far stronger than what I washed him with, and he would
not let me bathe him tonight, so I just stood there useless.  I don't know,
maybe it was Mother Nature, but I decided to take off my dress and pull down
my panties, letting my Daddy see me for what I was.  The water in the tub
splashed as I watched his erection climb right out of the black water.  He
looked surprised; I was pleased that my little girl body could make a man
like him excited.

Well, it turns out that excited was not the word to use, cause he was
downright horny.  He stood up, sporting that flagpole and I handed him the
bucket of warm clean water to rinse himself off with.  Climbing out of the
tub, he dried off, never taking his eyes from me.  The look in his eyes made
me feel like I was barefoot and pregnant, gosh, a girl can always hope!
Then it happened, scooped up like I was an infant into his powerful arms, he
carried me out of the bathroom and into his bedroom.  For the first time in
my life I layed back on a real bed, only this time I was being loved by my
Daddy.  His body loomed over mine, his appendage ready to take my virgin
body, forcing me open with that mighty phallus, but instead he rested on his
knees and reached for the mystery gift under the pillow my head layed on.

Here, he said, this is for you, my sweetheart.  I was flabbergasted, ME, I
offered.  Go ahead, open it he breathed.  I undid the ribbon carefully as I
wanted to save it as well as the pretty wrapping paper, pretty things were a
 treasure in this town.  With the wrapping paper off, it was?  A tobacco
tin?  Daddy was as eager as a child waiting for me to open the tin.  I took
a deep breath, since this was the first gift I could remember getting, and
opened the tin.  There was a hand written note inside, all folded up, neat
as could be, but under that note was my mother's wedding rings, I nearly
fainted.  I opened the note and read.

     "Penny, I don't really know how to say this, so I'm gonna say it the
way I feel.  These rings were your mother's, but now I give them to you.  I
ask that you forgive me for what I am about to say.  Penny, I love you.
Certainly you are my daughter, but to me you are much more, the light in my
dark life.  I have needs that I am not willing to give to another woman, I
want only you.  I hope you can understand.  If only these rings could make
you my wife.  Penny, I love you."

     I was already in tears, it was so beautiful, he loved me and he was
asking for me to love him.  He had put his feelings into words and had
written them down; this was the truth of the man and right then, damn if I
did not want to be his wife.  My fingers were too small for the rings, I was
only a little girl yet, but the meaning of the gift was meant for me, now!

He took me gently and very slowly, letting me bleed for him, it seem like an
awful lot of blood, but he let it flow over his manhood and soon the pain
subsided.  My first time being filled was a mixture of pain and fantastic
pleasure, right up to and including the hot flood of his sperm, well up into
my womb.  It all happened pretty fast and yet my body managed to create an
orgasm that took over my body until he softened and withdrew from me.  He
layed down next to me on the bed caressing my body as if it was, well, his
wife's.  I looked down at the blood, my childhood slipped away.  I was his
now, all of me, and I loved him more than I had words to tell.

     The next morning I was sore as I made his oatmeal and toast, the
emotions of last night still fresh in my mind.  I was a little girl and he
made me a woman and professed his love for me.  Did I need this?  Oh yes!
Daddy walked into the kitchen and spun me around; with his arms around me he
kissed me like an amorous husband, and I blushed for him.  We didn't speak
for a moment; we just stood there looking at each other lost in affection.

Later that morning as I hung up the laundry, the next door woman leaned on
the fence between our yards and spoke.

     "You okay honey?"

     "Yes, why wouldn't I be?"

     "Honey, the way you were groaning last night, the whole town heard you
and that kind of sound is caused by a man, I know, been there and done
 that!"

     "Well, I am a little sore this morning, if you must know!"

     "Honey, you want some good advice?  Stay with that man, love him with
all you got and never let him get away, a good man is hard to find."

     Penny absorbed what the older woman was telling her and she had no
intention of leaving her Daddy and if her little underdeveloped body could
please him, that was all the better.  She would be his new wife, cook and
clean for him, and yes even have his babies.  She loved him, not just
because he was her Daddy, but because he was the man she loved.

     The mine whistle blew and it was still morning.  Its shrill blast
unnerved every woman in town, CAVE IN.  214 Miners caught beneath the
surface.  The rock slide had sealed off the opening of shaft 23 and there
were no men available to dig them out before the air became unbreatheable.
There was no time to think and Penny ran ahead of the hoard of older women
that hurried to the mine.  They clawed at the rocks with their bare hands
and by nightfall had gotten half way through the rubble.  The trucks began
arriving and 37 Miners from Rock County took over, the women's fingers were
bloody from cuts.  Penny had to be pulled out of the hole because she would
simply not give up.

By daybreak the Miners were rescued and Penny fell into the arm of her
Daddy.  No one stared at the two of them; she had earned the other women's
respect.  Peabody closed shaft 23 and the Miners worked other shafts.  Penny
got pregnant and the whole town gathered to help her.  It was a wonderful
sight to see her hold her baby girl and her Daddy?  Well he could not be
more proud; their ages didn't matter to them or anyone else in town.  You
simply took advantage of what you had in a coal mining town in 1941.



End



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