The Sleepover Question
Just before Lyssa bought the top she said to me “I want to ask you a question but I know you’re going to say no.” The question was not about money but about me staying over for the night and as I told her no she started getting upset. Lyssa just didn’t want to accept that I wasn’t staying over for the night and she tried to blame her sleeping alone for the night on me despite thinking that she kicked Kieran out of the picture.
Lyssa’s reason for having me sleep over was so that she wouldn’t be alone and also so that I can help apply Fake-Tan to the back of her arms. Now that I didn’t do it I wonder if she asked Kieran or Milton to help her…
Food And Arguments
Buying the top we headed downstairs and to the Centrepoint building so we can sit down and have something to eat. I was going to pay out of my money but Lyssa insisted that she pays. Still, Lyssa was arguing with me about going over to her house and she wasn’t placing me in much of a good mood with her continual bitching. At least twice I thought about just jumping up and leaving Lyssa’s bitching behind so I can catch the train back home.
It seemed as if Lyssa didn’t appreciate the fact that I had a smaller workout and rushed out of the house planning around Lyssa just to satisfy her by being in the City with her. Argument persisted on her behalf for most of the day but after a while it stopped because I was getting stressed and told her to shut up.
Lingerie Shop Detour
Our next stop was to head for a lingerie shop where Lyssa decided she needed to buy a push up bra for her new top which she will probably be wearing tonight at Bradbury Pub where there is said 4000 people will be going. While in the lingerie shop Lyssa tried on one of the bras which was a simple black.
Lyssa told me it looked great on and for that reason she bought the bra and the G-String to go along with it because you can’t miss out on that little piece. Once Lyssa bought her $50 lingerie set we headed to Hound Dog closest to us so I could buy Lyssa her swimmers and Lyssa could buy me my pants.
The Pants Mystery
Beforehand, While Lyssa and I were eating away she informed me that she didn’t want to buy me the pants but she didn’t give me a reason. A couple of days ago she told me that they were the hottest things at nightclubs when she looks at guys from head to toe but for some reason she didn’t want me to buy them. “I was thinking more along the lines of a CD” she told me and although I didn’t get angry I asked myself why she would change her mind.
I didn’t want to be the out of work person overspending on the small amount of money that I had and for Lyssa to be the $500 in hand girl that doesn’t want to spend a small part of that on me but would rather spend a much smaller part on something that wouldn’t really benefit me.
When we arrived at the second Hound Dog Lyssa was intent on just buying me the shirt and not the pants saying that it cost the same amount of money anyway. So that told me that Lyssa wasn’t really worried about money as she thought they both cost the same. I think that Lyssa was nervous of buying the pants for me because she knew that I would pick up at clubs with them on considering that they are the hottest thing she’s seen.
That’s the reason Lyssa didn’t give a reason and now it makes sense that Lyssa was anxious to buy me these pants. Despite that I tried them on and trying on a medium pants size with a medium shirt I looked great. Showing Lyssa as I opened the changing room door she told me she loved the shirt but not the pants.
Tight Pants Trouble
Asking her to bring me a large (Which would be an extra small in comparison to every other sort of store). In the medium sized pants Lyssa noticed that you could see my dick sticking out on the side because it was so tight on me and trying the large on they were much more comfortable hiding my dick more.
What I love about these pants and top is everything. This is just the start of my wardrobe for nightclubs, it will get much, much better. The pants for one cling to the body and as Lyssa always tells me that I have a great butt everyone else will be able to see this. On the side of the thighs they come out a little bit more like the strap things that cowboys wear on their legs but not as extravagant as that.
The button near the zipper is great, the color is a tremendous black, the material makes me feel sexier and makes me think that I don’t smell as bad or won’t sweat as much. Another advantage is that it looks sexy when I’m undoing my zipper with the shirt that I have on. The continuous black covering my slightly tanned body is a great match and I can’t wait to visit another nightclub, possibly New Years Eve.
Perfume Peace Offering
“If you buy me the pants I’ll buy the top” I said to Lyssa and as she liked the large size pants I was wearing she agreed. Both of us pulled out plastic but the plastic I was using was used money. Lyssa didn’t want her swimmers anymore but I was still intent on buying Lyssa what she wanted. With that Lyssa’s face lit up as we made our way to David Jones or some big store that was alike. Lyssa told me that she fell in love with the commercial that represented the new perfurme called ‘Oui’.
‘Oui’ means yes in French to my knowledge and the commercial features a girl and a guy standing on a cliff overlooking water. The guy is trying to persuade the girl to jump in the water with him fully clothed and she hesitates with a smile for a while until finally they jump and a song starts playing ‘Everything’s gonna be alright’. Because Lyssa fell in love with the commercial she fell in love with the perfume and there we were gearing up to buy the perfume for her Christmas present.
Lyssa was all excited and jumping around and as she picked up one of the bottles she said to me “I know you can only spend $50 so I’m prepared to get upset because I think it’s going to be at least double.” The price was actually $60 so I decided to buy it for Lyssa who was jumping up and down. Now Lyssa bought me a present that I loved being the pants and I bought her the perfume that she also loved, we were both happy.
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.
