The Night the Stuffed Cow Flew (Part 2) – Mad Chaos: January 3, 1999

Ferris Bueller on the Floor

Once again we started watching television and after a while I put in the tape that Jett brought over being ‘Death Rows Greatest Hits’ as I showed Lyssa some snips despite her pleads to put on her movie. After watching ‘Jerry Springer’ and then some of my tape I chucked in ‘Ferris Beuler’s Day Off’ and jumped next to Lyssa on my bed.

Lying the opposite way than we usually do we started watching the movie very near to the start. Lyssa as usual was tired as she hadn’t caught up on sleep but somehow she always does when over my house. While the movie was playing Lyssa didn’t do much more but concentrate on the movie. Nearing the completion of the movie Lyssa and I lay down on the floor.

Bedtime and a Few Kisses

When the movie did finish the time was nearing 11:30 p.m. and Lyssa being tired told me it was time for her to get sleep. Getting changed into a shirt and leaving only her lingerie on Lyssa jumped into the bed as I lay on the floor watching television. Lyssa still had the pain in her stomach and the peeing problem so I really hope I didn’t do anything to her.

A minute or so into Lyssa’s rest she asked me for a kiss so that I done to her lips. Yet, it wasn’t just a kiss on the lips but Lyssa and I embraced a couple of times before departing the moistened skin of our flesh. Lyssa asked once again a minute later if she could get another kiss and once more we involved ourselves deeper but nothing was to eventuate.

I was hoping that this would lead to something but then again I was hoping that it wouldn’t lead to anything. The need for sexuality wasn’t that great for me and I would have passed the night and did pass the night without any stress or tension. Besides, because Lyssa was hurting I didn’t want it to turn into an oral session for Lyssa and a hand session for me.

Keeping Score in Private

In all honesty I could please myself with my own hand so it’s not that exciting when Lyssa decides to use her hand. On top of that lack of excitement I’m more humbled by the fact that Lyssa usually tires easily and like when she used to give me oral sex she can’t wait to finish and usually bitches about me taking too long. Most of the times I think it’s unfair how Lyssa can complain about five minutes of using her hand on me when I get lock jaw for over half an hour with my tongue on Lyssa.

On top of that you never hear me complaining that my jaw is hurting or she’s taking too long to come. On top of that of which I have already topped I would like to note that I bend and stretch my limbs to the fullest to get to ejaculation quicker just so Lyssa can be compensated so you can see why I would rather postpone sex. These days with almost everything gone and being left with only sex and a hand-job I would rather take sex as it is the only real fulfillment.

Misty Moo Takes the Bed

Lyssa went to sleep on the bed promising to me that she would come down when I asked her to, it was a done deal. After asking me when I was going to take Misty Moo and all the other stuff out of the bag she decided to sleep with good old Misty Moo. Clutching the cow in her hands she didn’t let go of him for the rest of the night.

For an hour or so I started watching television and then turning on my computer I thought once again to try and tape Lyssa while she talked in her sleep. These days Lyssa doesn’t talk as much in her sleep but that usually means she’s not feeling well. Setting up the microphone and placing it right next to Lyssa’s cheek I talked lightly to her and she started speaking something to me.

Lyssa then started getting loud as I asked more questions and turning off the microphone I asked her to be quiet because my mum was sleeping. A second time I tried taping Lyssa but this time I think she kind of got a hint of what was going on in her sleep as she said things like “I’m cute” and “Hello” in her cute way.

Begging Her to Come Down

Later in the night when I tried to get Lyssa to come and sleep on the floor with me like she promised she wouldn’t budge. Countless times I would whisper in her ear “Come on bubsie, come sleep on the floor with me” but she would only shrug me off. Knowing that Lyssa was asleep and probably wouldn’t remember this in the morning I tried a little harder and trying to turn her so she would be facing me Lyssa got louder, her usual tactic.

This pissed me off as my mum was fast asleep so I told Lyssa to be quiet but it didn’t get into her head. Trying to get Lyssa off the bed with my stress rising Lyssa finally came to the floor at her own will but not without saying loudly “Why can’t you let me get a decent sleep.” As much as that pissed me off Lyssa lay on the floor with me but then she decided to face the bed instead of me.

Words and a Flying Cow

Wanting to hug Lyssa so I could get to sleep I asked her to turn around but she was being stubborn. Trying to put my hand under Lyssa’s head to help her over I only said calm and soothing words to persuade her but even with that Lyssa decided to be loud and inappropriate about the whole ordeal. Lyssa pissed me off so I told her she was being a bitch for being so loud. I had a right to be pissed off as Lyssa showed no compassion to the people that were sleeping and her jumping back onto the bed in her fit of anger made it all the worse.

With Misty Moo still on the ground and me being angry that I was on the ground and Lyssa was once again on the bed I threw Misty Moo blindly at Lyssa aiming at her head. I didn’t throw the bear hard but as it hit Lyssa she said hatefully “Fuck You” and I said the same back to her with ‘Bitch’ added onto my part of the text. It didn’t take me too long to get to sleep after Lyssa had her bitching session.

Lyssa was meant to wake up at 10:00 a.m. this morning so she could get back home to give her mum the money she had borrowed. Last night Lyssa informed me that she borrowed a $50 note from her mum because that’s all her mum had but Sunday morning her mum was going shopping so she wanted her money back.

Lyssa was going to head home last night but I got upset about that and Lyssa ended up sleeping the night because she wanted to. The thought of Lyssa catching a taxi over to my house and then back home in a couple of hours didn’t add up to me, wasted money. If Lyssa didn’t sleep over then I would have felt a void as a result of having the thought of sleeping with company taken away from me.

A Cold Morning Goodbye

The morning came quickly and as the time arrived to 9:00 a.m. I woke up and walked to the toilet but as far as waking up Lyssa went it was too early. The time ticked away and when I woke up next at 10:45 a.m. I thought to wake Lyssa up. Still angry with Lyssa over the events of the night I just woke her up and then went back to sleep. For the next ten minutes Lyssa got herself ready to head home not really talking to me at all so I gathered that she did remember the night and how we were arguing.

As Lyssa started to use the mirror I jumped onto the waterbed and lay there with my eyes closed for most of the time. Lyssa called a taxi soon after and preparing herself she told me she was heading out the front to wait for the taxi and without giving me a kiss or asking me along she walked outside. While Lyssa was out the front my mum walked outside to check the mail and on the way back they said something to each other, probably hello.

So Lyssa left my house without so much as a thank you or a kiss, no apologies for being so rude when all I wanted was for her to hug me and keep her voice down. For the next couple of hours I spent a couple of minutes getting myself a tan, having a shower, something to eat and playing the computer. There was only sport on television but I got interested in power boat racing.

Phone Calls About Imad

Time flew and before I knew it my phone was ringing. Firstly Sofia rang me saying “Do you know who it is.” As stupid as that sentence was being spoken a couple of times she asked if I had seen Imad for the day because he wasn’t at work but he was supposed to be. Phoenix was curious to know where he was but telling them I had no idea they thanked me for my time.

Minutes later they rang me back again but this time it was Phoenix on the phone asking me again as if I wasn’t giving it up. Once again I informed them both that I didn’t know the whereabouts of Imad but now I gather it had something to do with Imad and his problem at work and how he’s getting dogged.

She Remembers Nothing

Lyssa ended up calling me later in the day and from what I thought only a couple of hours had passed because it was still daylight I was shocked to find out the time was 7:30 p.m. Lyssa then told me how she had been out for a couple of hours and who came over to see her. First there was Kiley and Dax and then when they left Kieran came over to her house.

I think Milton also made his debut for the day and after that Ali and Penelope came over to Lyssa’s house. Lyssa had a very busy day going out to Campbelltown and spending some time swimming in her pool for an hour before calling me. Lyssa took this time together to ask me how she ended up back on the bed because she can only remember coming down to sleep with me.

That’s when I informed Lyssa how rude she was last night despite her not being able to remember. Still, I was irritated because Lyssa always seems to be loud in her sleep and she never listens to anyone. What pissed me off the most was how Lyssa decided to verbally abuse me through our troubles but Lyssa was being apologetic for her actions last night.

A Cold Second Phone Call

Lyssa had to have her dinner so she got off the phone for a little while but when she rang me back up talk was once again bleak. For that reason I got irritated asking Lyssa if she had any conversation and then she got some attitude and decided it was time to go.

Saying goodbye to each other Lyssa didn’t hang up the phone and we both didn’t say anything for a couple of seconds but as I was just about to say something Lyssa decided to finally hang up. Since that second phone call tonight Lyssa hasn’t called back and I know she’s not going to now. To my understanding Lyssa goes back to work tomorrow where she hopes she will have enough money for a train ticket.

Also, since Lyssa is going to Ali’s birthday party this weekend coming up she probably won’t have enough time to come to my house as she is also working again. The next weekend after that I’m having my birthday celebrations but probably on Saturday so I can be with Lyssa on Friday night or Sunday if she would like that. As far as this weekend goes I’m not sure if Lyssa’s going to give up her time to come over but to be honest it doesn’t really bother me.