Cum For Bigfoot 12 (5 page)

“I didn’t.” He grinned impishly.

“You know what I mean.”

“You stay for a while. Bad weather’s coming.”
He sniffed the air. “Big storm.”

Oh, great.

As the day wore on, the wind began to pick
up, the gusts thrashing the limbs of trees above our heads,
creating a gale-force type of howl that left me feeling utterly
isolated. The apes seemed to know where they were going, keeping to
a path only they recognized, and I had to hope they had a plan for
when the snow began to fall. After lunch, the skies darkened
ominously, thick gray clouds blocking out the sun completely. The
walking had kept me reasonably warm, but exhaustion had begun to
rear its ugly head, and I worried that I would not be able to keep
up. My sister had become an expert, long distance hiker living with
the Sasquatches, but I hadn’t been trained in this manner. I never
went to the gym, and the most exercise I engaged in was walking
between classes.

Tiny flakes began to fall about an hour
later, which was an indication of things to come. It would only get
worse from here. The pine trees had grown dense, and the terrain
was packed with boulders, which were coated in ice and snow. We
hadn’t gone far when Leonard suddenly stopped walking, the apes
sniffing the air. I came up behind them.

“What’s wrong?”

“Other tribe is here,” rasped Archie.

Leonard looked grim. “
Stiyaha
.” He
grabbed me. “We go now!”

“Oh! Omigod!”

I was all but dragged up the side of the
mountain, my heart pounding in my chest.

When it seemed we were a safe distance away,
the tense postures of the Bigfoots lessened, and they lumbered on
with ease. I, on the other hand, felt like I was going to die. My
lungs burned from the exertion, and my toes were worryingly numb.
The altitude had to be a factor as well, making breathing
difficult. To compound matters, the snow now fell in earnest, and I
prayed we would find shelter before it got any worse.

I had dropped so far behind at one point,
that Leonard headed down the mountain to get me, picking me up in
his arms and carrying me for a long time. The raspy quality of his
breathing signified how hard the ape labored under the extra
burden. There was some discussion between them, and they glanced
around bewildered, shiny black eyes revealing confusion. It was
almost as if they had never been in this part of the forest before.
We had diverted from a known path, and now they were debating their
options.

“What’s wrong?”

“Strange place,” Leonard rasped.

“That’s bad?” He nodded. “Okay, put me down.
I’m good. I can walk.” He set me in the snow, which was more than a
foot thick. The scene around us was reminiscent of a winter
wonderland. Snow fell like frozen confetti. It was like being
trapped in a snow globe. “What are we gonna do?”

“Look for shelter.”

“Great.”

We began to descend, following the jagged
ridge of the mountain; the path was completely obscured by snow. I
had to navigate the trenches carved out by enormous feet. The apes
were snow encrusted and dripping with wetness, but, from the looks
on their faces, they were determined to find a place that would
protect us for the night. The sight of them sniffing was either a
promising development or a warning of more danger.

“What is it?”

Archie had stopped, pointing to the left most
corner of the mountain. “I go up to look. Might be cave.”

Leonard grunted in reply, flinging his
backpack on the ground. “We wait.”

I dropped mine as well and sat on it, hiding
beneath the hood of my jacket. The knitted hat had saved my ears
from freezing, by my cheeks were icy to the touch and numb. Leonard
sat next to me, pulling me onto his lap. He was surprisingly warm,
and I snuggled into him, enjoying having something to lean on. We
waited for ten minutes, until rocks tumbled down several yards
away, which made Leonard tense. He sniffed and then relaxed; his
arms around me went slack. Archie must have been responsible. He
returned a moment later, wheezing and grinning. Puffs of vapor
emanated from his nostrils.

“Cave. We go up.” He pointed. “Good
cave.”

This motivated Leonard to his feet, and he
brought me along with him. He thrust my backpack at me. “Let’s go,
Lena. We rest soon.”

“God, I hope so.”

The trek up the mountain was a nightmare. I
lost my footing several times, the boots sliding out from
underneath me. The snow hid a thin sheen of ice. It had begun to
fall heavily; the snowflakes were round and fluffy looking. The
pack on my back felt ungainly, and, as it shifted, I seemed to sway
with it, which exacerbated my balance issue. I grasped at anything
to help steady me, but nothing presented itself, and I fell. Luck
prevented me from hitting my head on a rock. A furry foot appeared
before my face, and a tug on my back lifted the item that felt like
fifty pounds.

“You okay, Lena?” It was Leonard.

“Yeah. I-I’m sorry. I’m so tired.” I sounded
miserable. I felt miserable.

He grasped me, hauling me to my feet. “Almost
there.”

We walked together, although he dragged me
the final meters, leading me to the darkened opening in the side of
the mountain. Archie had disappeared within. As we neared, I felt
heat, which was shocking. Leonard held my hand, pulling me the
remaining distance, until I stood inside a jagged opening, the
warmth of humid air caressing my skin.

“What is this?”

Leonard shrugged. “Hot water somewhere. We
find good shelter.” He grinned, clearly relieved and more than a
little surprised by this turn of events.

Archie had a flashlight, which shone from a
distance. He was searching every nook and cranny. The sheer size of
the cave was astounding, as it reached up hundreds of feet. Leonard
dug through his bag, pulling out two flashlights. He handed one to
me.

“Thanks.”

“Gggrrroooaarrr…” It was Archie. The growl
didn’t sound like a warning; it was more like an announcement, and,
a moment later, he disappeared through an opening in the wall.

“Where’s he going?”

Leonard took my hand. “We follow him.”

My face tingled as it defrosted from having
been nearly frozen. We left the backpacks by the entrance, and I
assumed the apes would retrieve them later after we had explored
the cave. The room we found ourselves in was enormous, with
stalactites pointing downwards from the ceiling in thin,
cone-shaped formations. Columns of stalagmites grew upwards, some
reaching what looked like hundreds of feet into the air. The sound
of dripping water echoed, along with the howl of the wind
outside.

The flashlight illuminated a good portion of
our surroundings, but the furthest reaches were plunged into
darkness. There were crevices and hollows and passageways to
unknown places.

“This is pretty.”

Leonard squeezed my hand, which was
reassuring. “New cave. Good cave.”

A series of roars came from Archie; the
younger ape was calling to us. We hurried to find him, our feet
crunching over rocks. Leonard led me through a fissure, which
wasn’t much bigger than he was, and, as we emerged, light shone in
the distance. It cast a warm, yellowish glow around us.

“What is that?”

“We find out.”

Water emerged on the left in a small river
that flowed gently to an unknown destination. We headed for the
light, hearing Archie grunting and shuffling in the next chamber.
The heat had made my skin moist with perspiration, and I longed to
remove my jacket. A flash of green shone up ahead, which was
astonishing. As we crossed the threshold, the gold tones of the
walls revealed more rock sculptures in bumps, ridges, and conical
shapes. This was to be expected now, but the shock came from the
greenery, that I had not anticipated. The room appeared to be
hundreds of feet long and half as wide. The ceiling had developed
holes, the openings allowing light to filter down. Because of the
light and the warm conditions, grass had grown along with a pretty
forest of trees. It was like an indoor nursery equipped with the
sounds of crickets.

Leonard gaped at the surrounds, shocked by
what he was seeing. I unbuttoned my jacket and left it on a rock,
removing my hat and gloves. “Wow. This is some place.”

Archie appeared, grinning. He spoke to
Leonard, grunting and gesturing. He seemed excited about something.
Had he found something else? “Hot water,” he rasped. “This is a
good cave. Very good.”

Leonard grunted in reply, flashing ivory
teeth. “I get the bags.” He pointed at me. “You wait here.”

“Okay.”

I shut off the flashlight, preserving the
batteries. This part of the cave had more than ample light. While
the Sasquatches retrieved the backpacks, I wandered around,
marveling at the mini forest. The warmth and humidity allowed the
plants to thrive all year long. It was easy to ignore my growling
stomach, being surrounded by the surreal beauty of nature. The apes
were gone longer than I expected, and I sat on the grass waiting
for them. When they returned, they carried my bag and armfuls of
wood, which looked wet. We would have to wait for it to dry out
before we could have a fire.

Leonard dropped the items on the floor with a
thud. He dug through a bag, finding a granola bar, which he gave to
me. “Thanks.”

“We need water,” he said gruffly. “Let’s go
look. Come with us, Lena.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Archie held a
flashlight, leading the way out of the mini forest. I was excited
to explore other parts of the mysterious cave. The echoes of
trickling and gurgling registered from every corner. “Have you ever
been here before?”

“No,” said Archie. “New cave.”

Through a narrow passageway and down a tight
opening, we shimmied to another chamber, which dripped with
moisture. Gusts of heated air blasted me. “Omigod. It’s like a
sauna.”

Leonard helped me down; his hands spanned my
waist, lifting me effortlessly. A pool of crystal clear water
greeted us, which had been carved out of the floor in a rectangular
shape. It spanned the length of the room and disappeared to a place
that glowed with illumination. There was an opening to the outside
behind the wall. Flickering shadows of water bounced off the
ceiling.

Archie knelt, touching the water. He grunted
with approval, and, a second later, he fell in, creating a noisy
splash. “Grrrooaaaarrr…” He swam to the other side and dove under,
disappearing.

“Where’s he going?” Sasquatches were good
swimmers. He had completely disappeared. Leonard shrugged,
unconcerned, and, a second later, he jumped into the water. “Is it
drinkable?”

“Yes,” he rasped. He gestured towards me.
“Come swim, Lena.”

I stepped out of my boots, lifted my sweater,
and undid my bra. It was a relief to undress, because the heat was
oppressive. I dipped my toe into the water. “Wow. It’s really
warm.”

Leonard’s eyes flashed as he stared at me,
and I knew what he was seeing. My body was lithe and toned; my
breasts were round and high. Guys were forever hitting on me,
wanting to get me into bed. I’d lost my virginity at a frat party,
and it had been the worst experience of my life, but after having
been with a Bigfoot, that was a distant memory now. I released my
long, blonde hair from its ponytail, attaching the elastic band to
my wrist.

“Is Archie okay? He’s been gone a while.”

“He’s good.” He waited for me expectantly,
his fur dripping with water. He appeared to be standing, because he
remained still.

“How deep is it?”

“Here not bad. Deep over there.” He pointed
to where Archie had gone.

I jumped, feeling the warmth enveloping me.
When I surfaced, Leonard grinned lopsidedly. “Good, eh?”

It was hard not to share his enthusiasm.
“This is awesome.” I swam to where Archie had disappeared and held
onto a warm rock. I tasted the water, and it was as tasteless and
pure as a glass from my Brita filter. “I guess I shouldn’t pee in
here.” Leonard swam to me, grabbing me; his nose was in my neck. I
had been expecting that.

“Grroooaaarrr…”

A hard object throbbed and pushed against my
back. “Oh, Leonard.”

“Grrroooaaarrr…”

Before we were able to explore these new
developments, a dark shape moved beneath the water, nearly scaring
me half to death. It was Archie, and he surfaced. He lifted his
hand, revealing three huge fish.

“Where did you get those?”

He grinned broadly. “Fresh water river.”

They were the fattest fish I had ever seen.
“That’s incredible.”

Leonard’s ears perked up, his expression
nearly rapturous. The apes loved fish, especially juicy salmon. He
hauled himself out, shaking vigorously, spraying a field of wetness
around him. I climbed out as well; my stomach had begun to growl in
earnest.

“Make fire,” said Archie. “We need
dinner.”

The carnal needs of the Sasquatch had been
set-aside for the moment, and I dressed quickly, following him to
the tropical chamber, with its lush garden.

“Look for wood,” he rasped.

“Okay.” I wandered through the trees picking
up fallen branches, enough to fill my arms. Leonard worked to make
a pit, collecting rocks and arranging them in a circle. “Here ya
go.”

“Good, good. Get more.”

Archie cleaned the fish, slicing a knife down
their bellies and discarding the contents. Leonard started a fire,
placing the fish on a small metal sheath. The delicious aroma of
grilled salmon filled the cavern. I’d unpacked my bag and retrieved
a blanket and food items. When dinner was ready, we ate on a grassy
knoll, listening to crickets and watching as the shadows of evening
began to darken the room. Archie lit a lamp, which would give us
ample illumination after the fire died down. Because of the warmth
of our environment, we wouldn’t need a fire all night long. I had
never been fond of camping. It wasn’t my desire to explore the
great outdoors, but being with Leonard and Archie made it fun, even
after all the hours I had to hike today.