Cool Water For No Reason
For the next half an hour I waited patiently for Lyssa as I had myself a shower and out of curiosity and no other uses for my ‘Cool Water’ Perfume I dabbed some on the inner sides of my thighs and some on my shaft and on my head. The part that I placed on the head of my shaft inside the foreskin hurt as it would just after shaving and I experienced some heat that I just had to bear for a while.
In the end I received a nice smell all over and this made me believe more that Lyssa would find her way down there later in the night and treat me to some old time loving as a result of my noticed efforts. Alas, that didn’t happen for my night and the perfumed area was much a waste.
Lyssa Arrives In A Santa Hat
The time arrived at 2:00 a.m. and as I heard a car parking out the front I knew that it would be Lyssa. Walking to the concealed front door in surrounding darkness I lighted the way and opened the front screen door to await Lyssa. Her arrival was well timed and as she walked into my room with a smile on her face and a red Santa hat on her head she sat patiently on my bed. Closing the door behind me and the front door as well I sat on the floor at Lyssa’s feet who was seated on my bed.
Lyssa insisted in telling me about her night and my ears were patiently waiting. All the partners at Lyssa’s work are stiff as a board and professional at work but every single one of them let loose on the dance floor Friday night. Give them some alcohol and some music and they dance like basket cases considering their old age. Lyssa informed me that all of the older people from her work couldn’t dance for shit but it was funny to watch. Considering they are all lawyers you would expect none of them got onto each other despite being drunkards.
The Office Christmas Party
Lyssa was Santa’s little helper dressed up with her Santa hat and handing out Santa stockings with little gifts. The reason Lyssa was made Santa’s little helper was because she learnt of the tradition in the firm. When it comes to Christmas parties someone is usually Santa and everyone has to sit on Santa’s lap. Lyssa didn’t like the idea of sitting on any guys lap and as her lady boss agreed on that one despite fifteen years of tradition they changed the rules. So Lyssa became Santa’s helper and no one knew about the surprise, no one seemed to care either.
“Work’s going to be spewing with me on Monday” Lyssa whimpered, “I’ve spent $90 on cab fare and they have to pay it.” Getting in depth with her story Lyssa informed me that her three younger friends had all spent their cab charges sharing the cab to get to places during the night. It was Lyssa’s turn at the end and as everyone had to get home but only Lyssa had a cab fare left they all jumped in with her. Dropping three other people off from work all over the place Lyssa eventually ended up coming to my house and the total was just under $100.
Headaches And A Found Phone
As Lyssa came to my house on Friday night or early Saturday morning she informed me that she had a headache from the party so I walked upstairs to deliver her a Panadol. Later we found out that one wasn’t enough so I handed another Panadol over to Lyssa with the same effect as the first, nothing much. Lyssa and I started eating into the food that Lyssa brought in two stockings that she kept for herself and in one of them she had a mobile phone that she found in the night.
She was pretty sure that the phone belonged to one of the partners so on Monday morning she is going to ask around. For the next two hours until 4:00 a.m. Lyssa and I watched television and had our food to eat. Sex wasn’t thought of because Lyssa had her headache so all I could do was watch Lyssa drift off to sleep up on the bed.
A Late Night Confession
I’m not sure if I have a fetish of trying to have sex with people while they are asleep but I guess fascination and stealth is derived from this folly I place myself into. Friday night (Or early Saturday morning) as Lyssa had drifted off to sleep having my boxer shorts on I lay behind her peeling them to the side. Amazingly Lyssa did not recognize my fingers as they plotted precariously while walking up and down Lyssa’s outer subliminal edges. Slowly my masked mind probed deeper until I was once again within a sleeping burial of moistness and fascinated by my findings.
As I did probe I realized that it was somewhat crowded in there as per usual and I felt as if each press of my finger was rubbing against something within. Lyssa didn’t flinch for that night until I tried placing myself upon her but as she woke up in the morning Lyssa informed me that she had her bladder problem again. Could that have been because of me, could it have been my finger’s fault. Well, whatever it was I feel that it could have been my fault and what ensued after could also have been created by my stealth deeds in the deprived night.
A Slow Lazy Saturday
The time was around 5:00 a.m. when I finally got myself to sleep and at 1:00 p.m. Lyssa and I woke up. Still groggy in our attitudes and appearance Lyssa asked me up onto the waterbed as I had been sleeping on the floor because comfortable facets were not found lying on the waterbed. Being our lazy selves Lyssa and I lay together as she still complained about her headache and now about the peeing problem where it would hurt when she peed.
Lyssa went to the toilet once or twice and I felt a little bad but who knows, maybe it wasn’t my fault as I only used a finger to probe a couple of centimeters. Time kept ticking in our lazy day but it did us no good as we lay on the waterbed for most of the time and the rest watching television. The curtains were drawn closed and the light in my room was artificial despite it having been a nice day. Getting Lyssa something to eat I had myself something to eat and a shower later in the day.
Petty Tussles Before Goodbye
Because of the atmosphere in the house and Lyssa’s headache (Not to mention not having had sex) we started having little tussles over nothing but they didn’t evolve into anything dramatic. Not considering our petty fights Lyssa called her mum at 3:30 p.m. to pick her up. The way we both planned, Lyssa was going to head home, get changed, have something to eat, have a shower, do her hair and then come over with a better attitude and our preparations at hand.
It wasn’t long until Lyssa’s mum came to pick her up and as I walked her to the front door I gave her a couple of kisses before she left, we hugged and then she was on her way. In this time I could have written in my Diary but I didn’t bother to pursue that avenue as I am in my negative cycle.
Checking My Biorhythms
Speaking of being in a negative cycle for my Biorhythms let me just mention that I haven’t exploited them in my Diary for a little bit of time now so tonight I will once again revise what part of the Cycle I am up to now.
Physical 23 DAY CYCLE 17th DAY -5
Emotional 28 DAY CYCLE 6th DAY +6
Mental 33 DAY CYCLE 30th DAY -13
There are only a couple of days left for my mind’s cycle to be over and I hope in the days forth that I won’t be as belligerent when it comes to writing in my Diary.
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.
