Ali’s Celica Breaks Down In King’s Cross
So much for privacy. Ali intended to drive to the City. I wasn’t complaining when he came over telling me the story for the night.
Jett, Ralf, Shawn and Fred were also traveling by train to the City. So we called them up to tell them that we would be there.
Driving into the City, we found one big flaw in the whole trip. Pushing Ali’s car real hard to our destination we found that luck broke us down in almost the exact place in King’s Cross where the car last failed us.
So here we are again, stopping the Celica and checking it out to see the problem.
Calling Shawn on his mobile, I left a message for him. An hour later they met up with us in the Cross.
Lyssa & The Girls Join Us In Sydney
Not wanting to ring the girls, I thought I’d give Lyssa her time away from me and let her have a fun time without having to be with me and having to cater to my needs, as when I’d be with her. Instead, Lyssa called me up. I told them we were at King’s Cross.
Catching a train, the girls came to visit us with a couple of girls with them. All of us walked to Ali’s car and sat down on the streets near it, chatting and making conversation.
Sitting with Lyssa, I could see that she was angry and that made me unhappy. What shitted me more was that after a while of togetherness with her, some fistfights and broken windows later, Lyssa started hating King’s Cross. That upset me more noticing that she would not want to talk to me or hold me making me look like a bad seed in front of her friends.
Lyssa and I went for a walk. She told me she was pissed off, I told her the same. After some calm conversation, we ended with a hug and kiss, not really a fight at all, just angry.
Taking A Night Ride Bus Home
After that, we were all ready to leave the City. Ali got his car fixed and Penelope jumped in with him. Half of Lyssa’s friends disappeared into nightclubs and Lyssa was catching a Taxi with two of her friends, Shawn, Jett and Ralf.
Driving away I gave her a kiss, but I felt bad to leave my woman alone. Even though she was there with my most trusted friends, people who would fight for her and protect her, I had to be there.
Stopping Ali, we ran an illegal light to get to the bus stop parking in front of the police station. Luckily Shawn saw me and was opting to jump in the car no hassles. Giving me his ticket, I walked to my girlfriend. She was happy I was there.
Sitting with the boys, we all decided to sit at Macdonald’s until the bus arrived.
On the bus, Ralf got into a little confrontation with a guy, Jett and I made fun of a drunkard and Lyssa showed me she cared.
When seats were available we sat together and had a talk. Bielka, Velda and Rita were sleeping at her house. That didn’t bother me. She took clothes to my house at the start of Saturday but plans change. Instead of getting upset, I asked if she would mind me staying at her house. She didn’t mind.
Sleeping With Lyssa At Her House
Jumping off the bus, we caught a taxi to her house. After everyone settled, I jumped into bed with her. Ready to fall asleep, Lyssa was restless, not able to stop moving and keeping conversation. She wanted something to happen so something happened, something deep enough for her to come to my house on Sunday and go deeper.
Sleeping next to her was an experience I haven’t had since I slept next to Valerie back in the days with Berenice. Not having sex with Valerie, only sleeping next to her felt good. Feeling those emotions once more I felt happy that I’m sleeping with someone I like and care for.
Watching Movie With Lyssa At My House
The next step was taken on Sunday morning. Lyssa and I woke up, saw all her friends leave and then we left ourselves.
Shopping at Campbelltown, she developed some photos. Then we caught a bus to my house.
Renting a movie we watched a movie of her choice “FEAR”.
Something I’ve learnt from Lyssa is that when she starts falling asleep at my house or anywhere near me, lovin’ is on her mind. After the movie was finished (not being rude), I acted on those feelings and found her to be very receptive to my needs.
Painfully Breaking Lyssa’s Virginity
Sunday was a new step in our relationship. Not to sound demeaning to the reader but Lyssa and I decided to take the next step. After a long talk with her, she was ready.
Preparing for the occasion on Saturday (sort of a planned thing in my mind), I bought some condoms in case a situation occurred for me to need them.
Not being disappointed, we did get to use the condom.
But Lyssa was in a lot of pain and we both didn’t get much enjoyment or either did we get very far. So, you could say that nothing has happened sexually yet, but it will soon.
I’ve learnt another thing from relationships. Once you have reached a point in sexuality it’s extremely hard to go backwards. Once you’ve given your first kiss, it’s hard to stop. Once you’ve felt her breasts or turned her on, it’s hard to return to just kisses and hugs. So now that we’ve encountered this situation “The Brink” it’s hard to go backwards. We won’t go backwards.
Lyssa’s mum picked her up after 11pm. I was extremely tired for work.
Martinson Engineering Work – Monday
Almost not making it to work for Martinson Engineering, I was thinking of quitting the whole ordeal, but the image of my car and the happiness I would get from the money kept me walking to the bus shelter. You won’t understand how tired I was until you are in the same situation.
Today was a very boring day, not much work. There is no computer on my desk yet, but when there is, I’ll be happy. Salman doesn’t go to work on Mondays I’ve learnt. Good for him.
Lunch today I called Lyssa, for I knew she wouldn’t go to school. The funny thing is that when I called her tonight at 7:30pm, she wasn’t at home. Her mum told me she was at school.
Lyssa At St Patrick’s College
Thinking Lyssa’s mum was angry at me and was trying to lie, she told me to ring Penelope’s mobile. Giving her a call, I learned that she was indeed at school and found it hard to believe.
Shocked and amazed, I kept asking questions, why were they at school. School is not a place to go after hours. I got enough of it back then. So to think Lyssa took a day off and wound up there after hours is stupid. However, indeed they are there. More intriguing was that they invited us to the school. What’s more is Penelope was very inquisitive about Ali.
Trying to make sense of this while the phone kept cutting out, I found it very bizarre, but it was all surprisingly true. So I’ve tried to get a hold of Ali. If he comes over before 9pm the time they leave, we’ll visit them and give them a lift home. If not, then I’m having an early sleep tonight.
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.
