A Dodgy Keycard Run
Anyway, back to the story, Shawn came over while I was still half asleep at 2:00 p.m. and waking me up with the rain belting outside he asked me if I still had that expired Keycard so he could get Tatton some more petrol for his car and a bit cautious this time I said alright. Having two sandwiches to eat and watching ‘Ricki Lake’ I grabbed my shit.
Grabbing the card we headed to Mobil and as Shawn filled up I walked inside to where Keith was speaking with Tatton. Tatton decided to open his mouth about it and as Keith caught on he thought he would include himself in our scam and asked me if he could also get some shit on the card. Don’t be alarmed, even though I let Keith get some shit and he was a bit greedy with what he had taken the money won’t go into the Keycard holder’s account which in this case is once again Liz.
The reason for this is because it’s been manually swiped and for the plain fact that this card has been cancelled long ago. Purchasing a R rated picture magazine to find out why they were covered in plastic Keith purchased two bottles of small oil lubricants for his car and Shawn bought a horde of food. On top of the petrol it totaled just over $50 and that was without my $15 magazines. When all was done we left Tatton alone and drove to Keith’s house so he could drop off his car.
Grinning at Penelope
There was no real plan so we drove to Macarthur Square to buy ourselves some time but before we headed there we drove to Binh’s Bakery. Binh was with his ex girlfriend which I got to see for the very first time. They were holding hands across the bar that Binh stands behind but as I walked up to him I asked if he was finished with my camera as he had it now for ages.
Binh didn’t take any pictures that night at that Pizza Hut Halloween party so it was pretty much a waste but he told me he would have it to me as early as possible. Heading to Macarthur Square we just walked around and as we were in Sanity I noticed Penelope coming up the escalator with her mum. Looking at her she also spotted me and with no expression on my face I turned to Keith and thought to tell him who I had seen.
Just beforehand Keith was telling me that if I wanted to piss Penelope off just give her a big grin every time I had seen her instead of a death stare. Keith took me back to his memories of when cough used to do the same grin to him and he hated it to death, so much he knew this combination would definitely get Penelope where it really hurt, her ego. As Penelope passed us Keith looked in her direction and just put on a big cheesy grin.
Straight past him she stared right at me as if to say “What the fuck” but Keith’s not in my control and the death stare I could not help to avoid was not in my control. Keith was right, Penelope must have been pissed off after that one and basically, that’s the same shit that Lyssa done to Tamsen, she used to laugh at her and really get on her nerves.
Queen Street Parade Stroll
Dropping Keith off home after this we drove to Shawn’s house for a little while as we set up his speakers to surround sound so he could show me the potential of his sound system. Half an hour later we headed back to Tatton’s work but not hanging there for long we walked up and down Queen Street which they had blocked off for Fisher’s Ghost’s Parade. There weren’t much hotties out at 6:30 p.m. yet but I did notice a very hot looking business girl with her business skirt and blouse on standing out the front of the nail beautician shop near Pizza Hut at the lights.
Deliberately walking past her with Shawn I noticed she was about my age but she looked a bit hard to approach even though she seemed sweet hearted like Lyssa would be, easy going. That was basically my whole night as I asked Shawn to drop me off home. Half of the reason was so I could get ready if anything happened but as I got home at 7:00 p.m. calling Lyssa was much more on my mind.
Sleepwear and Skirts
Surprised that Lyssa was home I was more surprised that Lyssa wasn’t going to the pub or anything. Rather, Lyssa informed me that she was once again having an early night so she could catch up on sleep. It was this phone call that Lyssa and I started talking once again about Lyssa coming over for Friday night. Asking Lyssa what she was wearing as she talked to me she told me she had an old St. Pats shirt on and some baggy tracksuit pants. Those were Lyssa’s sleeping clothes.
“It’s not the right weather to wear my nightie yet” Lyssa told me and then I remembered that the nightie she was speaking of was given to her by Braxton. “You can wear your nightie to my house on Friday night if you want” I remarked in a confident tone. “You don’t mind that it’s Braxton’s” Lyssa asked and I replied “Don’t think of it as Braxton’s present, just think of it as your nightie”. Lyssa told me that she knew Braxton was only after one thing as he gave her the present but rather than giving it back to him Lyssa thanked him for the present and literally ran.
Lyssa was being more susceptible to my suggestions and as I suggested Lyssa wear a skirt to my house as she got a lift over Lyssa heckled at the idea at first but then as I told Lyssa she would look magnificent in her skirt she told me she would probably wear a skirt tomorrow and then slide into her nightie. If tonight Lyssa and I don’t get it on I won’t be upset at all because I only wish for Lyssa to sleep by my side most of the times.
Friday Night Hopes
These days, having Lyssa sleep with me is easier than having Lyssa sleep over and although that’s not a bad thing and I cherish the night’s we are sexual with each other I cherish and live for the nights Lyssa sleeps over as they are considered more sensual to me. Hopefully Lyssa will wear a G-String and great bra if she wears her skirt over to my house. I can only assume that Lyssa is increasingly permissive for the fact that it’s a couple of days to her period and woman are known to get much more horny around that time or even during.
From what I can imagine Lyssa and I are going to have a very sensual night tomorrow and since our last frolic together I’ve told myself that I want a great climax next time Lyssa and I are together. Every time Lyssa and I are together I concentrate more on having her reach multiple orgasms and not worrying about my own pleasure and most of the times I’m not pleasured to the fullest.
Face it, what good is a hand job after the passion is over and what good is coming too soon and having the feeling taken away from you because you are either trying to hold it in or someone apart from you is screaming out “Don’t get it near me, get it away from me, did you get it on me.” For my Friday night with Lyssa, apart from me being on top all of the time I want Lyssa and I to get more aroused and after such a long time I want once again to reach a great climax, I am deserving of one.
Just two more little pointers before I break off tonight. One is that I read in the R Rated Magazine that I bought from Tatton’s store Thursday that eating sizeable amounts of red meat or vegetables like Broccoli and all the other shit I have, your semen will not taste all that good. On the other hand, if you drink Pineapple juice and have lots of fruits along with Cinnamon then you are most likely going to have tastier semen and a more natural smelling area.
Christmas and Job Worries
There is also so much I want to buy but so little money to go around. Lyssa and I were speaking over the phone tonight about me buying her a mobile home phone so she could talk to me and everyone else from the privacy of her own room. Lyssa thought that would be a great idea for Christmas and that’s when she also told me that she was spending Christmas alone and the time that Lyssa and I missed Easter this year because we had an argument was the first time she ever missed Easter and spent it alone.
Lyssa’s mum was going to Adelaide and Lyssa didn’t want to visit her dad with her brother because Lyssa’s dad’s wife didn’t like Lyssa at all, what a bitch to make such a remark. Anyway, I told Lyssa that I would spend Christmas with her, why not, just the two of us, or will it be. Besides, I have no one to spend it with either, everyone will be with their families so who better else to be with , the person that one day I hope to start a family with.
There’s also other shit I want to buy like boxer shorts, clothes for myself, saving money for a car, some type of holiday and I need this and a job quickly before this year ends. I don’t want this year to have been known as the year without a job and it can so easily be assumed that.
From high confidence to no confidence and now to a building up of self esteem once again to hopefully find me a job before I get this confidence building taken into next year. I would rather find a job before the year ended but if it has to come to next year, a fresh new start with a fresh new job and probably getting back with Lyssa will be my goals.
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.
