A Black Outfit Worth My Gym Money (Part 5) – Mad Chaos: February 17, 1999

Waiting for Lyssa After Work

The time started to reach 4:30 p.m. and knowing that Penelope began work on Wednesday with Lyssa I gathered that I wouldn’t be seeing Lyssa after work anymore. Waiting for her on the sofa chairs downstairs I noticed her coming out with her pink shirt and black pants. “I’ve got no make up on, take no notice” Lyssa remarked as she went on to inform me that none of the women at work wear makeup, they feel no need.

Making our way to the lights Lyssa informed me that she had to do the DX and the mail and asked if I had a problem with that, I had no problem at all. The day did take a lot out of me and it did begin the chaffing between my legs but it didn’t take enough out of me to get upset about doing DX with Lyssa. While at the lights Lyssa advised me that she noticed Devon making his way down toward us. “Devon bought a new suit yesterday” Lyssa uttered so I gathered he wanted to show it off.

Devon Joins the Walk

Devon’s gait was befitting to his tall frame and as he stopped next to us I turned to shake his hand. Noticing a half finished smoke in his hand I was about to put my hand down but he extinguished the smoke to the surprised laughter of Lyssa and shook my hand. The three of us made our way to DX as we all talked about our day.

The order of people was as follows, Lyssa then I in the middle and Devon on the other end. Arriving at the DX I didn’t feel that much out of place because I had my suit on but before we headed in and let Devon go in first Lyssa informed me she lied to him. “I’ve told him I had to do an urgent delivery so he wouldn’t follow us but I don’t really have one, what should I do, he’s going to follow us” Lyssa concernedly said.

The problem was sorted out when Devon finished doing his DX and then Lyssa said to him that he could go because myself and Lyssa were heading out to Hound Dog together. Before Devon could say something edgewise I went to shake his hand once again and without a faltering word he made his way up the stairs.

Seafood Basket on Me

Before making our way to any shop I was hungry and asking Lyssa if she would like to have something to eat where it would be my shout she was relieved to hear me say it. Lyssa was very hungry and hadn’t eaten for the day but she didn’t want to ask me to buy her food fearing that I wouldn’t have enough or I would get into a money fight.

Glad I was to know that I would be feeding Lyssa from hunger, it gave me a sense of happiness, knowing that I was giving back to Lyssa, if even it was in a little way. Buying a seafood basket with fish, calamari rings and chips we started eating away and the both of us were full with that by the end of the meal. Washing it all down with a Pepsi I bought for Lyssa we made our way to visit some shops, newly refreshed.

The Outfit Lyssa Loved

As fate would have it, I chose to visit the shop that had the cargo pants and button up shirt that was made by ‘Gas Station’. Just wanting to show Lyssa the outfit and hoping that I had good taste in clothes she lay her eyes on it and drawing a big breathe she uttered “That’s beautiful, that’s hot, you’ve got to get it, that would look so good on you”.

So my taste in clothes wasn’t blemished, at least in Lyssa’s perspective but I know that Lyssa’s taste in clothes is well worth the money bet on it. The relationship I’m having with Lyssa right now is weird, I admit that. We haven’t split up from each other long enough to establish a distance between the two of us and now, we’re used to seeing each other every weekend and having sex on most of those occasions. Without these restrictions that would usually be implied in a normal relationship, I can be who I want to be, I can flirt with who I want to flirt with and not be held accountable for my actions.

On top of that, I can still have sex with Lyssa and hold a distance between the both of us that stops us from getting closer than we are now. However, with Lyssa wanting to buy lingerie and with her wanting to head to a hotel, I’m starting to doubt whether she wants to split up in time and am starting to realize that this would be a step in a direction that I don’t want to head into, another relationship with Lyssa.

Right now I’m comfortable in Lyssa and I being intimate to a degree and then her leaving for home without any real strings attached. Lyssa would get upset if I got onto someone and I guess the same would be if Lyssa did with another guy but we don’t owe each other anything and thus, we can do whatever we want. Right now I could be having the best of worlds, constant sex and a continual search for another sexual partner but for some reason, that search is unhindered yet unsuccessful.

Spending the Gym Money

Trying on the cargo pants with the top I was amazed how it looked better than the other outfit I already had and the best part, it was all 50% off. Altogether the outfit would only cost me $95 and it was very tempting, especially with Lyssa telling me I would never find it this cheap again. The shirt really clung to my Chest and it was so tight around my Biceps.

The cargo pants had a strap to tie just like my tracksuit pants and that made it all the more excellent. The pants and the shirt together were a godsend and I loved the outfit so much but I didn’t have enough money to place upon it. At first I was thinking of just buying the shirt or pants and coming back next time but I knew they wouldn’t be around. Thus, with Lyssa’s advice and my own collaborative thinking I decided to buy them both, sacrificing my Gym money as well as the money needed to put in my Credit Card.

It was a great price and I was extremely happy with my new buy but now I have to suffer by only being able to go to the Gym twice this fortnight. However, I asked Keith to spot me $50 yesterday and he said he would but it’s now a matter of him living up to his promised deal.

Blue Shirt and Missed Train

Before heading home on Monday from the City we headed into Hound Dog and just as it was closing I tried on the blue shirt I wanted to buy with the same sort of pants I already have at home but in dark blue. This outfit didn’t look too hot on me upon coming out so I was glad that I didn’t have to resort to buying it, not yet anyway. Heading to the station Lyssa showed me a magazine that she was fond of where all the stars are without makeup and then heading through the ticket gates we just missed our Campbelltown train by a few seconds.

An Old Schoolmate on the Train

Having to wait fifteen minutes for another Lyssa sat herself down on the ground with me for a couple of minutes and then she found herself a seat. When our train arrived we couldn’t find ourselves a seat so we were forced to stand. All the way until Glenfield we couldn’t find ourselves a seat and then we sat downstairs, a seat behind Fran but overlooking her.

Fran was sitting with three other friends on two seats facing each other. She was a girl I knew from Airds and she was between the cool kids and a studying kid. I’m sure that her seeing me with Lyssa and being more beautiful than anyone she was sitting with including herself would have changed her opinion of me back in school. Just imagine, back then I was nerdy and kept to myself and now, I was sitting with one of the most gorgeous girls in Campbelltown and ultimately the most beautiful girl in that carriage.

Fran glanced at me a couple of times at the start but then she tried not to look my way, probably self-conscious of Lyssa’s beauty and my being with her. Being with a girl as beautiful as Lyssa sure does boost my self-confidence when seeing old friends or people gawking at her, I only hope she felt the same way about me. Well, maybe if she had seen me in a nightclub and in action she would be thinking those thoughts but I don’t think we’ll ever be together in a nightclub, at least in the near future anyway.

A Lift Home From Dad

Lyssa had no money at all left for the last two days before she got paid and this scrap of money was the last two dollars she had to catch a bus. Thus, I decided to stop at Leumeah with Lyssa and jumping on the phone and with her consent I asked my dad to give me a lift home from there and ultimately give Lyssa a lift home.

Therefor, Lyssa didn’t have to pay and for that she didn’t have to walk home on Tuesday. Thanking me for my hospitality we sat together on the seats at the station mucking around with each other and falsely batting at each other with our hands for some amusement. Lyssa and I were just having some fun with each other and as my dad arrived she was a bit hesitant to jump in but did so at that.

Greeting my dad she jumped in the back seat and then we made our way to Lyssa’s house. Dropping her off we said goodbye and I told her I would call her later in the night. Making our way back home dad and I just talked our usual chat and upon coming home I thanked him for the lift he said he would give if I needed it.

Friday Plans and Lingerie Lies

Lyssa and I chatted about Friday night before my dad arrived and how Lyssa was intent on coming over. Lyssa wanted me to ring up whoever and see if something was happening on Friday and if not, to make plans with her. Accordingly I tried ringing both Keith for money and Ralf for the weekend but they were both at cricket training and their phones were off. Heading down to the shops I bought myself toothpaste and a toothbrush and coming back home I gave Lyssa a call.

Our conversation was once again all about Friday night and some about our hotel night and how she is thinking of buying a new bra and underwear set. “Why don’t you just buy the garter belt and all that” I said to Lyssa, “It will cost you the same thing”. Suddenly Lyssa’s lying surfaced as she advised me her story about looking at a garter belt and corset was just a big lie.

Reminiscing upon the time Lyssa said that I realized she was lying about her lying and in fact, the corset was probably the same price as any normal lingerie. Lyssa was just getting cold feet about buying a corset and thought to justify it by lying to me about the price. Another part of our conversation was when I decided to talk about Rochelle once more. Lyssa and I talked about her on Sunday night and Lyssa asked me to read out the letter to me as she didn’t believe me but it was true.

Finishing my conversation with Lyssa soon after I let her get to sleep and then around 11:00 p.m. Ralf and Shawn popped over.