Nobody Loves a Bigfoot Like a Bigfoot Babe

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Book: Nobody Loves a Bigfoot Like a Bigfoot Babe by Simon Okill Read Free Book Online
Authors: Simon Okill
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    "Yeah, I guess you're right," Lou agreed with a sigh.
    "Hey . . . I just had a thought . . ." Chad exclaimed.
    "Don't tax your brain, Chad," Lou teased.
    "You don't think Duane-o's got anything to do with this?" Chad looked really pleased. "Well, you know . . . he likes to go about dressed up as Bigfoot."
    MB and Lou exchanged glances. MB knew they were both thinking the same thing-Duane-o wouldn't be daft enough to get involved in Beau's abduction prank. The dumbass would know it would get him into trouble with the law-not that Lou would arrest him, but the Mayor would insist that Duane be held accountable for complicity in Beau's abduction prank, if it was found out he was involved in it.
    "Leave the thinking to me, Chad," Lou remarked in a weary voice.
    Chad shrugged his shoulders and looked disgruntled at Lou. "Okay, I get it . . . but if a grizzly or Bigfoot hasn't taken Beau then it has to be Duane-o or some evil, axe-wielding cannibal . . . maybe he's being barbecued right now."
    MB stood up and folded his arms across his chest. He gave Chad a sharp look.
    Chad stirred uneasily beneath Chief Mocking Bird's condescending gaze.
    "What I say now, dude?"
    "Old Indian legend tells us that if all the stupid dudes in the world thought at once they wouldn't release enough energy to light one bulb."
    Chad looked hurt. "That really hurts, dude." He perked up. "But, like honest, MB, I'm telling the truth."
    Either the kid was a good liar or he was telling the truth
, thought MB. Nah, the kid had to be a good liar for the alternative was too unpleasant to think about.
    MB nodded his head and smiled amiably at Chad. "Old Indian legend tells us that kids with something to hide make bad liars."
    Chad casually shrugged his shoulders, "Have it your own way."
    MB and Lou exchanged dubious glances at one another. They were thinking the same thing—had Beau really gone missing? Fool me once, fool me twice, but fool me three times just ain't so nice.

9
    EARLIER THAT SAME DAY, the bright moon reflected from two large eyes within the forest. The eyes stared at the strange yellow four-legged thing resting at Little Beaver picnic area. Large tufted ears twitched to the sound of happy voices emanating from the young pale ones sitting around the campfire drinking and having a good time.
    From behind a nearby tree, something hairy watched the four pale ones. It was something of sufficient weight to cause the undergrowth to rustle and for twigs to crack beneath its heavy feet. Shiny, big, deep blue eyes, watched the fun-loving youngsters with an envious look. For the eyes were young too and wanted to join in. The hairy creature stepped from behind the tree.
    Olaaa, the young female Bigfoot was small for a Bigfoot and when fully standing was no more than one and half strides high, but she was very strong, as displayed by her immense hands snapping a hefty branch as she wooed her soon-to-be play thing-the pretty blond pale one.
    Her lustrous hair was a light fawn, but dappled with patches of dark reddish-brown, here and there. She had a pair of golden circles around her eyes, giving the appearance of spectacles. Her face was quite pretty in a Bigfoot way, with fine hairs barely covering her light, golden brown skin. Her cute little snout twitched with every scent it detected. Her suckle-bumps were just beginning to show through her luxuriant chest hair which covered her all the way down to her nether regions, where the hair hung in long damp tufts.
    She moved slowly and as carefully as she could towards the sound of laughter. She was very mindful to keep well-hidden amongst the brush and thickets. From her vantage point behind another tree, she watched and listened.
    Olaaa's chosen one sat by the fire enjoying his friends' antics, slurping what she hoped was happy juice. She watched the plump dark-haired female with rings on her face point a strange box at the others. At first, Olaaa was alarmed. She thought it was a fire stick, but the

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