'Wait, do you have roommates?' I wondered, my voice lowering just in case someone else might hear me. Stepping inside, the place was obviously huge compared to my apartment, and I instantly feared someone else might have to suffer listening to our debauchery. 'Well, I'm really glad you could make it,' he said with a shy but lustful smile. We reached the third floor of the building, Diego swinging a door open and gesturing for me to walk in. I realized I hadn't told him that, just that I couldn't host. 'It was definitely a surprise! All the sidewalks in West Loop are pretty clear right now.' We stepped into a cramped stairwell, a couple rows of mailboxes on one of the walls, Diego leading me up the creaky wooden stairs. 'Oh, yeah, I don't know why they haven't cleared that ice yet,' he said, his voice still nervous as he punched a code into a keypad and the door unlatched. Fisting Expedition in Rogers Park by brycemanning ©
