Chapter 18: Our First Time
The idea of Mothman making love to me had really not crossed my mind. I hate to sound like one of those guys who gets what he wants and then finishes, but I guess that’s what I was that morning. I had just assumed he was sated, and I had never thought that he might want to make love to me. The scary part was that he had never done this before, with anyone. Standing naked in a warm pool of water with him, I was feeling a little vulnerable, and a little turned on.
“So until last night, you had never had s*x with anyone?” I asked.
“No. I have found no more of my kind, and your kind does not usually think of me that way,” he said. “You are different.”
“That I am,” I said, unsure of just what I had gotten myself into.
As much as I had enjoyed making love to Mothm
