Now as it is nearing to Lyssa and my one-year anniversary, the tension has started to pick up. For the last couple of days leading up until yesterday, Lyssa and I have been picking at each other. I knew to myself that it would lead to an argument.
Let me not pick up where the day left off but of my feelings now.
Pick Imad Up From Dina’s Apartment
Starting with Saturday night, I went out with Ali. Ali picked me up and we headed for Campbelltown. Nothing was happening there. So early a day, we decided to head to Imad’s girlfriend’s house.
Driving to the front of the apartments in Ingleburn, Ali revved the car. Then Imad came out. Imad was just about ready to head for work, so he jumped in his car. On the way out, Ali done a massive burnout leaving skid marks.
Stopping at Ingleburn Mobil, we talked to the Samoan Security Guard there. That was the main reason we were traveling there so early. Imad and this Samoan (30 something) guy had a bond. So did Ali. So as I was introduced to him, I also related to his temperament. Sitting there for about twenty minutes, we conversed until it was time to leave.
Ali thought it would be a good idea to head for Wollongong. So that’s what we done. The trip to Wollongong was fast-paced. With only the wind seeping through the aging windows to keep our conversation company, our journey was accelerated.
Spotting An Identical Celica
While in Wollongong, we done a couple of rounds of the main area. Within that time, we spotted a couple of nicely done up cars. In particular, we noticed a white Celica, almost the exact paint color as Ali’s. The only variances of the two vehicles were these. The other Celica was a brighter white and didn’t have a scoop. Ali’s car had some scratches on the back bumper. The other Celica was spotless. With new mags on this other Celica, the revving intonation of what we thought was a rotary engine had dismayed the both of us.
Relevant was the fact that the other Celica was looking for a chance to run another Celica, a duplicate. But as Ali pulled into Macdonald’s unaware of that fact, it was relevant that we would lose the chance. Attempts to track him down later in the night weren’t rewarded, so we left for Sydney.
Cruising Into The City
We traveled from Wollongong to Sydney. Driving to the City took us some time, as it started to sprinkle. Nevertheless, we had our share of cars to compete against in common rivalry.
Reaching the City we drove past all the hot spots. Cruising past Kings Cross, Oxford Street, and Central Sydney, we didn’t jump out of the car. Oxford Street was brimming with appealing, libidinous girls strutting around in short skirts and revealing tops. As much as I would like to think I was drowning in my own saliva and my tongue was rupturing on the hardened road below the car, my head stuck out the window taking in the scenery. Our quest was to head home soon, unknown to Ali that Lyssa was waiting for my arrival, and for me to pick her up.
A Cruise All Around Sydney
On our way home we stopped at a popular McDonald’s along the way. My luck had it that we bumped into Nathaniel and a couple of his mates in his car. Calling Lyssa beforehand, I told her I would call when we arrived in Campbelltown. This just lengthened the night.
Meeting Nathaniel and some others we headed for Bondi, where we drove the cars around the main street once. Then we headed back to the City. There were a couple of gorgeous, scarcely clad females heading to a nightclub. I can only imagine the reaction.
Back in the City, we headed for Oxford Street. As the passengers in Nathaniel’s car jumped out to walk the street for unsuspecting females, we headed home. Within an hour we were home, due to rain starting to sprinkle down.
Lyssa was anticipating my arrival, so we headed back home around 2am. Picking Lyssa up, we were dropped off at my house.
Too Tired To Snuggle
Reaching 2:30am, Lyssa had delayed her sleep for a couple of hours so I could pick her up and she could rest at my house. Reaching my house, we found it easy to turn off the lights and hit the sack, to sleep.
After Lyssa had turned a couple of times in bed, it was apparent to me that Lyssa wanted to do something. Lyssa wanted to do something sexual at 3am in the morning when I was almost dead. I found it difficult to keep my eyes open but for the sake of her being satisfied, I gave it a go.
We tried. Things were going fine until we argued who should be doing the brunt of the work. Both of us were tired. We couldn’t agree on positions. Both too tired to get on top, an argument started. We got angry and didn’t do anything. But that was extinguished as we went to sleep. With no conclusion, nothing was done.
Disconcerted, Lyssa started to cry and I comforted her. Improving the situation, Lyssa got better, but we still didn’t do anything that night. Lyssa was upset and probably didn’t get to sleep for a while after me because of her urge.
Morning Experiments With Lyssa
Sunday morning Lyssa and I woke up late. Replenished, I was ready to please Lyssa but she was playing a game with me. Lyssa was too proud to apply herself. Lyssa didn’t want to do anything now because I had turned her down last night. It was a pride thing. Nerves started twitching through the day, as we racked our brains to find something to do. Eventually, we did do something together.
At first we both had a shower together in broad daylight. Then lightly drying ourselves, we headed to my room. Thinking that I would also get a treat, I was sadly mistaken. Lyssa didn’t feel up to it. The dismal truth about the matter was that I was bothered by what she had said. Still, I gave her oral in a new position (face over mouth as I lay down) and she enjoyed it. After that we had our celebrated good times. Both of us enjoyed it.
Ali Borrows Video Leads
Ali and Penelope came later in the day to borrow some video leads. Ali bought a new video player for himself but it had no leads. On the condition that I get to borrow the movies after he finished watching them, I lent him the chords.
Ali and Penelope were very egotistical, taking their time watching the movies. We spent the day waiting for Ali to drop off some movies to my house so that we could watch them. In the meantime, we were sexual.
Lyssa and I almost gave up. But seven hours later, at 9pm we received the movies. Penelope got to drive Ali’s car to my house by herself once. I was surprised. Ali dropped off the movies. Watching one of the movies, we went to sleep. We had a little tussle once again before sleeping.
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.
