Cheering for the Hopman Cup (Part 2) – Mad Chaos: January 9, 1999

Solving An Old Mystery

One more thought I have to place into these here words before I continue with my day of no action. That day I have for so long been trying to find of when I stained Ali’s car after Lyssa gave me some sexual pleasure, well I found the day. It seems I was right beforehand to think that it happened somewhere near Wollongong and I was right to think that there were heaps of people there including Imad. It didn’t click until a couple of days ago that it could have been our formal night and until tonight I wasn’t bothered to check it.

Well everything was found out to be true and before when I wrote about this night I remembered that Lyssa had her periods and didn’t feel like giving me oral so she used her hand mostly. Well, all of that is true except for the fact that Lyssa used her hand. Upon reading on this night I realized that while I was seated in the passenger seat Lyssa began with her hand. But, if memory serves me well she did feel a little frustrated that she wasn’t getting anything but she did give me oral and that made me ejaculate a tad prematurely.

Lyssa was satisfying me best as she knew how with the gear stick pocking her elbow while her mouth rode my shaft. Feeling very pleasured and knowing that Lyssa was making our night all the more memorable I thought that it would be a waste not trying to pleasure Lyssa and knowing that I always want to give as much as I get, I slid my hand comfortably across Lyssa’s lap.

Since leaving the formal both Lyssa and I had changed our clothes and dressed in normal clothing and as Lyssa had her periods (Or they could have been gone by that night, I can’t remember) I began with my hand to pleasure her from the outside of her pants. This caused Lyssa to become more ecstatic and that led her to take pleasurable action with a faster response to my leader. As much as that excited me I was leading closer to a climax and I’m not sure what Lyssa and I discussed prior about my manly etiquette I feel that Lyssa probably only said don’t get any in her mouth.

I’m not even sure if I was meant to go off but that I did and as I tried to sustain it when Lyssa finished lapping me up I spilt some on myself and on Ali’s seat right beside me not to mention upon Lyssa. No one was around as Lyssa and I jumped out of the car cleaning ourselves with the scraps of cardboard that we could find, it was a hard and daunting task. Grateful I was to Lyssa for that little adventure and I think that to be one of the better memories for pleasurable memorabilia.

A Quiet Saturday

Tonight Lyssa didn’t give me a call but there is an all too easy explanation for just that, she’s at Penrith Panthers right now celebrating Ali’s birthday. I’m sure that in the next conversation Lyssa will be boasting about her night while I tell her that I done nothing for my weekend but sit at home being a glutton for apathy and boredom. However, today wasn’t all woes and heartbreak boredom, it did have some graceful points. Today I did wake up early but deciding to get back to sleep I slept until 2:00 p.m.

Hopman Cup Glory

For a couple of hours I think I just mucked around on my computer but then I started getting interested in the ‘Hopman Cup’ (I think it was this tournament that was played in Australia). Getting interested in the Australian side I was glad that we won the tournament and I got to see both the male and female counterparts of Australia win their games against Sweden players. I had the opportunity to watch Australia win the trophy for the very first time in history, weird how these events come to be of me.

Waiting On Keith

Just a couple of hours ago I gave Keith a call deciding that I wanted to head out and do something for the night but after I chatted with his busy self at work for a couple of seconds it didn’t seem like he was going to call back. Half an hour passed and Keith did call back telling me that Ralf and Shawn were home again and they also wanted to go out so he would come pick me up later. Well, that later took another hour and a half and as the time came to 11:30 p.m.

I started to get tired of waiting and unrobed myself. Keith decided to call around this time and informing me that Noah wanted to head to a nightclub and the most probably place would be Chevy’s I voted against heading out for the night as I wouldn’t enjoy myself and I didn’t have money. Keith informed me that he would probably call me tomorrow to head out for a movie but considering the last couple of days I don’t think he will call.

Explaining The Time Sonnet

Now as I noted for my last Sonnet I shall explain ‘Time doth play the beggar that swindles my prime’. What kind of appearance does time have (1.1) that I cannot see with my eyes that with your skillful years does make me older (1.2). With time heaven measures eternity (1.3) as eternity is forever in time. Heaven also opens their gates (1.4) to the dying and dead. With my phrase ‘stretched is thy grin’ I mean to say that when time is stretched for man’s existence to the point where his death is eminent.

Heaven’s gates do smile upon time and allow time’s doing to bring in another soul. The grin of time simply means that he knows his doing that man can’t reverse. When time has stretched your life to the limit (1.5) shall then you be allowed to heaven. Using the metaphor that time’s grin or mouth can consume the aged devouring them with such a sharp tooth (1.6) means that time eventually feasts upon all that ages.

The only way I can defend myself from time’s doing to wrinkling my skin and in turn sending me to heaven’s gates is to make ‘stubborn’ my ‘meat’ (1.7). In other words my will not to want to be fodder for time’s lips and my stubborn nature to move on in life is my only defense. Nevertheless, my stubborn nature won’t put off time’s doing (1.8) and time’s mouth will not spit back out my lost years to give back my exuberant youth.

This youth time took from me that went by very quickly (1.9) now creeps by slowly this time in my old age. I plead time to pity my livid and broken down bones (1.10) and speed up his time like in youth, to bring forth my quickened and relieving death. Time did make my life’s remembrance blurry in my old age (1.11) but in this cloud of memory the things I remember were wondrous. In (1.12) I express minutes hours and days as being time’s flock of sheep that he so carefully looks after.

In the last couplet I change the mood from my resentment and envy of time that takes my youthful days away into a dignified respect shown with the ‘curtsy’ (1.13) in time’s honor. I bow down with admiration to this force I cannot see but that takes the life from me, this ‘nature’s time’ and ‘elements grace’ (1.14). ‘Element’s grace’ explains of my gratefulness that time and the elements did age my face gracefully and did not place too much wrinkles on my hardened skin.

Last Words Of The Night

Well, that is all I have to speak of tonight. Everyone else is out having a great time but I can’t really complain, I have my companionship and friendship right here before me. The time now is 2:58 a.m. and with Lyssa probably now headed to the hotel to finish off her night with some sleep I still have one or two hours before I do the same. Let that time be for reading literature and playing games on this here computer…