"I still have so many condoms left," Billy said lazily. He lolled his head to look at Frank, soft and warm as he smiled.

He could feel places on his body throbbing, knowing there'd be bruises if there weren't already. He was glad that tomorrow he'd look in the mirror in and see them: see where Frank's mouth and hands had been.

"No, I'm not gonna kick you out. You can stay until you gotta go."