"True. Okay, here goes: I'm not human." Yes, you told me you're Otherkin. So am I." No, it's not that. I'm really not human. I know it sounds crazy, b...t I can prove it. I'm just worried you'll panic if I show you."I was intrigued now. I had looked into her eyes, and she was telling the truth. "Maybe if you gave me some idea what to expect, that would help." Well, to be honest ... it's not a simple thing. You see, I'm a monster, and I hunt humans. I was hunting you when we first met online, and. Brad pulled on the shirt in an effort to bring his prey close enough for him to wrap his muscular arms around him, but JR appeared rooted to the ground and the shirt ripped from his body without him having moved an inch,Tossing the torn shirt to the ground, Brad was getting ready for his next attempt when the police officers who had entered the pool area spoke.“Sir, move away from that man now,” said the first officer, wearing corporal stripes on his uniform.When Brad ignored the command and. The first big difference I had noticed, almost immediately, was that they had connected somehow and were now on the same wavelength. It was still unnerving when they alternated phrases when talking.The second was that, when they were together, they almost always had contact with each other. And that they rarely went anywhere alone although I didn't notice them talking more to each other than usual. If anything, they said less than before. Even when they were sitting in bed reading the paper I. "Maybe you should have put in a good word for me," I said slumping down on the couch. "Maybe you should get your balls re-attached!" she countered with a smile. Just then we heard the toilet flush as Kyle stumbled out of the bathroom, wiping his mouth. "You okay baby?" Shannon asked as her boyfriend turned and made his way to his bedroom. "Well, goodnight," I said standing up from my comfy seat. Shannon turned and looked at me with a confused expression. "What do you mean "Goodnight"? She.