Her Curious Movie Plans
Heading outside we delivered the mail and then headed on our way to do Lyssa’s shopping. On the way Lyssa informed me about the conversation she had with Kieran and Milton two or so nights ago. Lyssa informed me that the guys were talking about sex as Lyssa then enlightened me about the fact that Kieran had this X rated movie that he always brags about to his friends as being raunchy. They were speaking about it that night and Kieran was telling Lyssa that she had to borrow it to see how this guy blows all over a chicks face.
What got my temperature inflated was the fact that Lyssa wants to borrow the movie and in the time we were going out she was kicking a fuss about even renting an R18 movie for the both of us. Asking Lyssa if she would be disgusted by the movie or what her intentions were to watch the movie she just told me how she was curious about Kieran always bragging about it.
A Borrowed Movie Idea
This is where the story unfolds as Lyssa is thinking of borrowing the pornographic movie when her mum heads to Adelaide. “Aren’t you going anymore” I asked Lyssa and she replied “My mum had a big fight a night or two ago so I told her I was staying home, I’m going to be so lonely.” That’s when I inserted myself into this opportunity and told Lyssa how she probably wanted to be told, that I would sleep over her house a couple of those night’s she would be lonely.
Lyssa told me she would be staying at Nikita’s house every now and then but the rest could be for our sexual drives. Anyway, if Lyssa borrows the movie she told me she would do it when her mum is gone and I will most probably get to see my very first X rated movie with my ex girlfriend, kind of makes sense doesn’t it.
Lyssa told me that she probably will get disgusted with the movie and turn it off after a couple of minutes but I feel that if Lyssa was alone she would get horny over the movie. If Lyssa was with me on the other hand I would get horny enticing her to do the same and then we will be horny together doing horny things.
A Trick From a Hotel Night
As we kept walking I thought of the time that I brought along the pornographic movie to the hotel we stayed at one night and as she walked to the bathroom I loaded it up into the video player in the other room. Both the video players were connected together and when I thought it was about time I changed the channel and Lyssa and I watched the sexual story unfold. Lyssa was sitting there amazed that they had that on television as I told her it was probably ‘Galaxy’ or pay TV.
That night we got it on because of that movie and my sexual drive allowed me to go off great. I still remember the trickery that I possessed that night and with these thoughts in my mind I finally found it within myself to reveal this long kept secret. Lyssa had a smile on her face and didn’t say much about it but she had to ask me once or twice if I really did such a devious thing.
Shopping on Pitt Street
Walking into a couple of shops on Pitt Street where the brunt of the shopping is done I walked into a shop or two with Lyssa but seeing that I was the only guy in there looking as lost as a fart in space I headed to a leaning post outside where I awaited Lyssa’s arrival. The both of us were elated and happy at the start of the day but as we kept walking in and out of shops our nerves started to buckle.
Heading into ‘Hound Dog’ Lyssa spied some black pants and as she tried them on they fit her great and showed off the curvature of her butt perfectly. Lyssa didn’t buy them straight away because they weren’t the right size but as we headed into the other ‘Hound Dog’ shop and they didn’t have any we finally bought them. This was after Lyssa and I decided to have ourselves something to eat and as we sat down in the food court where HMV is we had ourselves some potato gems and a small pizza which we both barely took bites out of.
Lyssa had to leave for the toilet at one stage so I was sitting there by myself admiring the people walking past. There was one girl I noticed with a certain style that is starting to raise my eyebrow. That of wearing a skirt over long pants that seem to flare slightly at the bottom. What makes it more hot is the fact that the skirt is very short and as I noticed this girl my imagination ran wild shooting blanks.
From our little lunch Lyssa and I headed back to ‘Hound Dog’ where she finally bought the pants and I looked at some clothes for myself. When Lyssa purchased her pants she made her way over to me as I showed her a shirt I thought looked good and Lyssa showed me some pants she thought would look hot on me on the dance floor.
Heading outside I told Lyssa to walk back into the store for a second as there was some hot black bikini underwear that I wanted to show her. It was a two piece swimsuit underwear set that could withstand water and look sexy as lingerie. It was a G-string to my remembrance and the white stitching is what set it off in my mind.
The Golden Nail Polish
Lyssa didn’t want to come back a couple of short steps to check it out so we headed down the escalator with me picking on Lyssa. As far as I could see I had gone out of my way to help Lyssa with her shopping, the least she could have done was come back to see this lingerie, it’s not much to have asked.
Lyssa headed to a Chemist where we talked more about Lyssa coming over on Saturday and while in there Lyssa was trying out some nail polish. The colors she was trying were barely changing the color on her fingernails so it was much pointless but I guess Lyssa likes it that way. Being funny I asked Lyssa to try on some golden nail polish and because she didn’t I said “Oh, but I’d do it for you” in a way that Lyssa always says it to me.
Those words are eternal from Lyssa’s lips and that’s how she persuades me for most things. Be it calling a taxi for her, carrying her bags or heading down to the City to meet her, the plead if I resist is “Oh, but I’d do it for you.” Pestering Lyssa some more I finally got her to buckle under her own words but I didn’t make her try on the gold nail polish because she was starting to make a scene.
Heading into another isle I looked at hair dying colors as Lyssa looked for a curling comb. Asking Lyssa what she needed that for she told me that she might curl her hair for our Saturday night because I had asked her to, rather, I had pleaded her to a night or two ago. Lyssa told me she will consider curling her hair for me but even though it’s almost in the bag she still has to consider it.
Planning Saturday
Saturday, where rampant will be sex, unaided by anxiety and full of pleasure. Where dormant will only be the lights as our sexual frantic runs wild. Saturday where we will make an effort for each other, where Lyssa will curl her hair and wear her revealing lingerie, where we know sex will be an issue. Here we are planning for that night where Lyssa and I will practice some male orgasmic tensions for the night.
Who knows if our night will be as great as I am making it out to be but the excitement of that night is making me excited. Only two more sleeps until I sleep with Lyssa, not once, not twice but equally as much as she orgasms. I’m going to go nuts, not just the usual once in and then let her rest which she so likes. Instead I’ll explode twice from within her and then once or twice more by her hand or cleavage, either way.
My Honest Opinion on Her Hair
Shopping around some more at the Chemist I showed Lyssa a more yellow blonde that I had noticed in the hair coloring packages and with that sparked Lyssa’s question “Don’t you like my hair.” My answer to that with the thought of that lady at the hairdressers being ‘Sometimes you have to be told’ was straight forward and honest explaining “Your hair is bland, this will bring it out to more of a noticeable color.”
There was nothing wrong with what I said as I meant that Lyssa’s hair was more white than yellow meaning it wasn’t as healthy looking or as noticeable. Lyssa took offence to this but I stuck to my guns informing Lyssa that I wasn’t intending on sounding detrimental. Lyssa’s hair is rather bland though and it doesn’t do her face any justice. Lyssa always tells me that I’ve gotten fatter since we first met and my cheeks have gotten fatter in the process but for Lyssa the truth’s are the same.
I don’t speak my mind much to her and seeing her trying her new clothes on today, she did look hot but she’s not as lavish as what she used to be. Lyssa looks as if she doesn’t really care about her appearance that much anymore. On top of that her hair doesn’t’ look as healthy, she has a bit of beef in her face and she is only slightly more curved but my comments were well deserving to truth. I’m sure Lyssa wouldn’t want me to continually lie about what I feel is truth just to make her conscience feel better.
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.
