Date: Thu, 19 Jan 2006 18:21:56 -0800 (PST)
From: J K <uncutsmoker@yahoo.com>
Subject: Miner Dad

     I had , had it.  I tossed my smoke and signaled for the skip to make
its journey 900' underground to get me the hell outta here.  The only thing
on my mind was getting the fuck out of this place for the day and an Ice
Cold beer in the comfort of my kitchen
    I entered the skip and as it made its journey to the surface of the
earth , dressed in my miner gear , my body was covered with another coat of
fresh perspiration.  This time from the heat of the day.  I exited the skip
and walked to the office , punched out.  I thought about a shower , but
just grabbed my lunch pail and went to my car.
    Bill's car was no where to be seen so I knew that he was still in
school so I would have the afternoon to myself to relax and enjoy.  I was
looking forward to a lazy afternoon drinking beer and smoking my reds in
the kitchen and thinking.
    It had been three years since my wife left us.  She went to a baby
shower one night and just never came home.  Bill had adapted quickly as she
was nothing but a slut , but I still missed that pussy , and being that all
I did was work in the local mines I had no time for a social life being a
single Dad.  My boy was going to have the good life and I put all else on
hold.  He was my main pritority in life.
     At 16 he was the spitting image of me at that age and I did indulge
him in my vices as long as his grades did not suffer.  I allowed him to
smoke and drink at home , but I told him if he ever drank and drove he was
on his own.  A very smart young man I never had a worry.  We both had a
good life , but was alone.  How I wish..............
    Thinking all of this , still at the kitchen table, I realized I was
still in my mining gear and somewhat buzzed.  I took a shower and put on a
fresh pair of boxer briefs and returned to the kitchen to continue my
thoughts.  It was only 1pm and I knew Billy would not be home for a couple
hours.
    I cracked another beer and lit another red.  I settled back to relax
and enjoy.  I felt so at ease.  Content for a change.
    I must have dozed for 15 or 20 minutes when I heard , "Dad what are you
doing home?"
    I awoke to see Billy standing in the kitchen.
    "I had just had enough of that place Son and came home early" , "Why
the hell are you home so early today?"
    "We had just a 1/2 day Dad , I told you , you don't remember anything I
tell you Dad."
    "Billy I am sorry , don't get like that with me , please."
     I get up and grab two beers and a fresh pack of smokes and return to
the kitchen table.  I give him a beer and toss him a pack of smokes.
    "Why are you so upset Bill?"
    "I just wanted to be here alone and relax is all Dad"
    I get some what aggrivated.  "Well you can go to your fucking room ya
know."
    "No Dad I'm sorry , I know things are hard for you."
    "Well do what you have to and leave me the hell alone.  UGH Damn."
    Billy grabs the beer and pack of smokes and leaves to go to his
bedroom.
    "I am sorry boy , just a bad day here."
    He exits the room.
    I let him go thinking I have not been that mean to him ever.
    He quickly returns sucking on his beer and smoking a cig in a thong.
    "So Dad ya wanna talk about a bad day?"
    My cock rises to the occasion
    "What was wrong with your day Boy?"
    (shit I just called him boy)
    "Well Dad I could not take another day of those fuckers making fun of
me because I am Hairy and calling me names."
    A tear forms and drop from his eye.  Nobody hurts my boy.
    I stand up and walk over and hold him tight.  My chest hair smothering
his face.
    "Oh , Dad it is horrible the names they call me."
    I kiss him tenderly on the neck and pull him closer to shelter him in
my body and warmth.
    I stroke his beautiful face , "Everybody matures at different ages
Billy.  Never be ashamed."
    "You have a beautiful body."
    "You mean it Dad?
    I kiss him deeply and our bodies respond to that kiss.
    "Billy I Love You"
    My hands start caressing his hairy body as well as my tongue.
    "Dad I want you , I love you too."
    We head to the bedroom with beers and smokes.