Bigfoot Hunter Audio - Doesn't Think It's a Bear
Bigfoot hunter Robert Dodson shares his latest on-site audio recordings. In this round something is coming up and messing with his ladder set up pretty hard.
Bigfoot injured by a forest fire was taken away and hidden by the authorities, not even Robert Lindsay can top this story
This story was circulating the internet way back in 2004, or maybe as far back as 1999. Back when everybody was on 56k dial-up modems and a "Facebook" was just a regular book with directory listing of names and headshots. This story was so disturbing and so shocking that nobody believed it at the time. It was the Robert Lindsay " Bear Hunter: Two Bigfoots Shot and DNA Samples Taken " story of the time. And like Robert's Bear Hunter story , this witness didn't have a name. The only thing known about the witness is that this person was a government employee, anonymous of course. The author of the story was a science teacher named Thom Powell who believe it really happened and that the whole story was an elaborate cover-up. Powell said the anonymous government employee alerted the BFRO about a 7.5 feet long/tall burn victim with "multiple burns on hands, feet, legs and body; some 2nd and 3rd degree burns". Sadly, there was no DNA samples taken from...
Last night was movie night, as we tend to do on Saturdays. Normally, it's just us chilling on the couch and watching a movie or two. But like I said in my first post, the somewhat flirty behavior came back. Lingering touches, fidgeting with my hair, touches that almost felt like she was caressing me. I started 'replying', as it were. I leaned against her, held her, left my hand on her thigh after she left hers on mine as well. Bit by bit, things went further and further. Our hands moved, we held hands until she kissed me, right on my lips. She seemed a bit shocked at first until I told her it was okay, it was fine. And then...things just escalated. She held me tight and started kissing me more, her hands trailed to other places on my body and mine followed on hers. Eventually, I suggested we go upstairs and we went to her bedroom, got on the bed. She kept asking me if I wanted this, if I was sure, if I wasn't gonna regret it the next morning. So I told her exactly what she wanted to hear and what was on my mind. Because I did want it and I was sure. The rest of the night was without a doubt one of the most surreal experiences in my life. All this tension slowly went away and all I was concerned with was making sure we both felt great.
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