Bigfoot Beach by Kristopher Rufty

Author:Kristopher Rufty [Rufty, Kristopher]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lazarus Press
Published: 2015-04-13T04:00:00+00:00

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Harold Williams walked along the mist-shrouded street, moving behind the empty rental houses. He held Bobo’s leash, the tip wrapped around his hand as the black lab kept his nose to the ground, sniffing. Every few feet he stopped and cocked his leg to urinate on something that smelled strange to him. This was an every morning routine that had become much more enjoyable since the tourists had gone home. He could actually move about freely without the lines of cars behind the houses, or the abundance of people wandering to the beach at this hour to search for seashells. He understood the summer months were what kept his town striving, but it never took long before he was ready to see the tourists go home. This year had been the worst and most crowded he could remember.

A lot more college kids this time, too.

Those were what he despised the most. Adult brats coming here to spend Mommy and Daddy’s money on booze while treating the locals like horse piss.

And we’re supposed to kiss their smooth rich asses so they’ll come back?

Harold spat.

Bah!

Harold Williams was sixty-seven, thin, and walked with slightly-stooped shoulders. He still had most of his hair, though this morning it was an out of control squirrel’s nest on his head. He owned a convenience store in Seashell Cove. And being one of the few local businesses that stocked beer, all he saw were those college assholes. The women were nice to look at, coming in wearing their skimpy bikinis and dark tans. It never failed to surprise him how so many women would just walk around in public without covering up. He supposed they figured since it was the beach, then it didn’t matter. But the signs around town clearly stated that you must be dressed to enter the stores. Maybe during all their expensive tuitions and long hours at the schools, they’d forgotten to learn how to read.

Spitting again, Harold paused to give Bobo time to urinate on a small bush. There was a used condom wrapped around the base, the extended sperm-catching tip clinging to a prickly leaf.

Well if that isn’t just awful.

If they were going to screw in the streets, they could at least clean up after themselves. He’d stopped counting how much litter he’d come across during his morning walks this week. The condom was the foulest and most disrespectable of them all.

So far.

He figured a guy had been knocking a girl’s socks off in the backseat of his car and just discarded the used rubber tube out the window. Harold was envious of those young full-of-cum bums. Back in the day, he could rut like the best of them. Wasn’t a hole he couldn’t plug. In fact, he became quite popularly known as the trunk snake.

Smiling, Harold gave Bobo’s leash a couple quick tugs to get him moving before he put his nose against the condom. He didn’t want whatever coated the slick exterior to adhere to his dog’s nose. He’d have

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