Frank is hard done by, renting his body to strangers. Gerard hasn't aged for centuries and earns money in not so legal ways The ideal way to meet an attractive stranger isn't right after giving a blowjob, but nothing is ideal in Frank's life

Sweat was beading on my forehead and dripping down my neck. The lady in front of me bled from her chest in slow deep pulses. The pulses became slower and slower, quieter until they stopped. Why am I here? I'm innocent, I'm not meant to be here.

Another Frerard story, trigger fuckin warning my dudes

"Only douche bags wear sunglasses inside." "If I knew what one looked like, I might agree."