Lyssa made the first big move (In my books anyway) by breaking the touching barrier and rolling over onto the top of me, onto her back. That broke the deadlock and from that was produced some more events. Lyssa lay her leg near mine and in the air so I also put my leg up. Tangled together now were our feet as Lyssa asked, “Are we playing footsies.” The sense of touch was becoming of the both of us as our feet lay to ground, we focused on the sensual touching that our feet were embraced in. The ending credits of ‘Dumb and Dumber’ appeared and listening to the song Lyssa started bopping to the music.
Waving my hands from side to side I sarcastically informed Lyssa that I was told to do the ‘Bus’ when I went to a nightclub. Going through the motions myself, Lyssa jumped off the waterbed and started dancing as if she was at a nightclub pleading that I jump up with her. Lyssa pulled me up off the bed and asked me to start dancing as if I was at a nightclub but I didn’t really feel like it. Lyssa grabbed my hands and she started to do some ballroom dancing with me which I followed on but that attempt to grease my thoughts into dancing, it didn’t work. My shirt was open still and Lyssa was noticing either the tan or my muscles. Seeing this I told Lyssa how my workouts and tan are coming through now and turning on the light my attempt to change the subject worked. Flexing to Lyssa with my shirt half off I noticed myself that my body was looking pretty good, pretty toned. Lyssa beheld my physique and then told me that I was looking better and skinnier.
The music was still playing but I lay back down on the waterbed and asked Lyssa to come lie down also. Lying next to me we started being more open with each other in the sense of touching. Deciding to take off my shirt we lay the opposite way to what we usually lay and I commented about what Lyssa was wearing, her dark blue jeans and black top from ‘Hound Dog’. Lyssa’s hair was up in a bun but apart from the fact that she looked cute she also looked delectable and skinny. In fact, Lyssa looked skinny throughout the night, when she was naked Lyssa seemed to have no sense of fat on her body.
Laying on my bed I had my hand under Lyssa’s head, she didn’t seem to mind this and finally our realization was coming forth. Lyssa told me that she didn’t want to catch a taxi this late in the night because she might get a crazy taxi driver so I told her that she could spend the night at my house. Informing me that she had to go shopping with Penelope tomorrow early in the morning she advised me that she probably couldn’t stay. Still, her voice sounded uncertain and it seemed to me that Lyssa wanted to stay over my house but she needed some more help from me. Lyssa then said “If I stay over tonight do you think you can set the alarm for early tomorrow.” That was music to my ears and agreeing upon that another problem arose. The key to Lyssa’s house was at home, in her coat pocket and on top of the fact she had to see Penelope tomorrow, this was a growing problem. But a solution was made, Lyssa called her mum and asked that she leave the front door unlocked tomorrow when she arrives home. Lyssa asked for the alarm to be set for 7:30 a.m. so that she would have enough time to get home before her mum left in case any problems arose.
When all was worked out and I realized that Lyssa was staying over we lay back down on my bed and right then I knew something was going to happen for the night, Lyssa wanted it and so did I. Lyssa asked if we could walk out to the front so she could have a smoke but I told her no and started to get a bit agitated. Lyssa pleaded that I come out with her for a smoke and when I repeatedly told her no she said “If you don’t come out with me for a smoke I’ll lie on top of you.” That sounded more like a plan to me and as I lay there Lyssa jumped on top of me, I was happy.
Placing my arm around Lyssa, her lying so delicately on top of me made me remember the times that Lyssa was mine and having her once again in my hands was a blessing on my behalf. Lyssa was so much for me and I was stupid for being a cheating boyfriend but Lyssa’s strength to forgive me and still be my friend, be over my house showed how much love we shared. With that thought in my head I placed another arm around Lyssa and we both embraced each other. Pure bliss is my explanation for how I was feeling for the moment I held Lyssa in my hands. There we lay with each other as Lyssa put her head next to mine and closed her eyes to rest. Myself, my eyes were open taking in our moment and my love for Lyssa started pouring back into my veins. Though they had never fully left, my love was now back and it felt great.
Ten minutes after our serene and peaceful slumber Lyssa came at me with her persistency. “Can we go outside and have a smoke” she asked and figuring that Lyssa would keep pestering me we walked out to the front. To be truthful, from the point where Lyssa and I lay in each other’s arms for that ten minutes and those loving thoughts rushed through my head my night was changed. My love showed for the rest of the night and it showed so much that I couldn’t believe how affectionate and tender I was being towards Lyssa. Lyssa brought love back to me but I kept my feet grounded knowing that this love would be gone today and it is. For that reason it doesn’t hurt to see Lyssa leave and now be nothing but a friend to me. Even though I gave my heart last night I remembered that it was only for one night.
Outside we walked and Lyssa had her cigarette at the front of my house. It was raining just before and as we stood under the balcony Lyssa lit up a cigarette. That wasn’t the only thing that was sparked up, so was our quiet but lasting conversation. As Lyssa had her smoke I kept a couple of paces from but drawing nearer as every puff was taken I couldn’t resist but to slap her playfully on the butt. I’d done that at least twice before in the night and Lyssa didn’t seem to mind, that was my show of affection. Every time I would slap Lyssa on the butt it would be because I thought she looked cute or had done something cute because after so long reading through these pages you have to admit, Lyssa is cute foremost.
When Lyssa finished her smoke we made our way back into my room and prepared the alarm for tomorrow. There was a dispute on Lyssa’s behalf as to how my alarm worked but we figured that one out. Lyssa was puzzled as to how the alarm worked and she thought there were two hands but there was only one. You read that last line and you think to yourself “What the heck does he mean” but I’m not explaining it so understand it.
Lying back down on my bed I put my arm once again around Lyssa and we both lay there on my bed. Lyssa snuggled up to me and with the television now off but emitting some light (As it was on a video channel but the screen was black) we had our chance. Lyssa turned towards the wall and away from me and that gave me the chance to place my arm around her and snuggle up close. Lyssa then asked me “Are you hard” as she felt something on her back. That was Lyssa’s way to start the conversation into our sexual night and answering “Yes” Lyssa then asked “Is that because you haven’t had sex for a while.” That was the obvious answer and from there, not feeling at all intimidated by the fact that I was at attention Lyssa asked if I felt uncomfortable in my jeans sleeping on the bed. I told Lyssa that it was either that or nothing at all.
Lyssa asked to wear my boxer shorts and as I gave her one of my boxer shorts I turned my head so she could change. Lyssa told me that she was taking off her pants and underwear as well, something I didn’t need to know but it’s something Lyssa thought to tell me so I could probably get aroused. Lyssa told me that so I could know it would have been easy access for me. It’s little things like this that made our night happen, little clues that I acted upon. Lyssa also took her bra off and put back on her singlet and jumping into bed it was my turn. Lyssa asked me to put on a pair of boxer shorts also and finding my second pair I noticed a large hole in the bottom. Gathering that this would reveal too much of my privates incase they popped out I told Lyssa to swap boxer shorts. Turning away once again Lyssa stripped and changed shorts and when it was my turn I told Lyssa to turn away. Taking down my pants I realized Lyssa was still watching and looking at her she playfully giggled and turned away. Putting on my boxer shorts I lay once again next to Lyssa knowing what the next steps would be.
Diary Of A Mad Chaos is a daily diary written from March 1996 until today, of which individual books and book series have been created, namely “The Lost Years” an exploration of young, entwined love, the “Wubao In China (猎艳奇缘)” book series which provides an extensive comparative analysis of the cultural differences between Eastern and Western societies, and the book titled “Foreigner (华人)” an exploration of race relations in Australia.
