Lyssa Tries To Hock Her CDs – Mad Chaos: June 29, 1998

Haizley Waves To Me

Waking up early Sunday morning, it was dread day for selling the CDs.  Having a shower and getting ready, we ate some jelly.  Then bringing the bag of CDs we started walking to Campbelltown to sell some of Lyssa’s CDs.  

Walking past Bradbury shops I noticed a car pulling out.  The girl inside with blonde/brown hair to her shoulders waved to me with a nice smile.  

“Do you know who that was in the car,” I asked Lyssa if she knew who it was that drove away.  

Lyssa answered, “That was Haizley from Lonestar.”

Immediately I thought, “Wow!”

Being done up like she was, she really looked good and so different I couldn’t recognize her.  Once again with a grin on my face thinking about her, Lyssa made some smart-ass comments as we continued our way to Campbelltown.

Judging Couples Together With Lyssa

Reaching our destination, we noticed most of the shops were closed and hoped the bookshop wasn’t closed.  Our hopes were shattered (or rather Lyssa’s), as the truth was evident.  The hockshop wasn’t open.  

Suggesting we travel to Macarthur Square, we caught the next train and headed there.  On the way up we noticed this guy and girl and her girlfriend all around 16 years old.  Lyssa could tell they were only going out for a short while, as the girl was tense around him.  Hence, she was bringing along a friend for comfort.  

Looking at the guy’s face, you could tell he didn’t appreciate or like being there.  He was just putting up with it.  Rude as it seems, the girl didn’t fill her pants that well at the butt, and she walked like a duck.  As to say for the guy, if he was a couple of years older, with his long brown hair just past his shoulders and discerning look, he was decent.

Ogling At Sexy Retail Shop Assistants

Window-shopping, I took Lyssa to ‘Wild Things’ and showed her the see through garments Penelope wanted to buy.  Lyssa was shocked at the poor taste.  

Shopping for clothes (for the both of us), we headed into ‘General Pants’.  I showed Lyssa the shirt I wanted to buy.  Noticing Aria, I had a little conversation with her.  

A lady worker approached Lyssa with a white, tight singlet on.  You could see a great deal.  You could also tell this girl around 20 years old liked showing it off, as she would intentionally find something to do around me so I could stare flirtatiously at her breasts.

What is it with me and breasts?  My fascination isn’t distinctive.  Far from it, as every other male seems to have the same fascination.  Not just for big breasts.  Big breasts can look daunting at times.  But rather, perfectly shaped breasts or symmetrical breasts bring out the ogling in me.  Breathing becomes irregular and the temptation to drool and flop out my tongue are a reality, as proven when I visited Eros Theatre and viewed Tori.  A golden example of lusting for the perfect set, and boy, did she have flawless symmetry.  A balance of forces you might say.

Back to logic, Lyssa tried on a couple of pants and I tried on a shirt.  Before entering the change rooms I noticed Sama walk into the store.  Waving hello to her, I then noticed her sister Estella walk in and gave her a filthy.  Trying the shirt on, Lyssa and I presented ourselves to each other.  Sama being behind Lyssa put a thumbs up for my outfit, but I felt timid and walked back in to change.  

Lyssa Bumps Into Nikita’s New Boyfriend

Finishing up, we then ventured to ‘Sanity’ where I listened to the new ‘Puff Daddy’ song that is the hit single on the ‘Godzilla’ soundtrack.  Lyssa had a short listen also.  

When that was done we headed back to the station.  On the way I had to go to the toilet.  When I came back outside I saw Lyssa talking to some guy.  Not knowing who it was at first I approached them to find it was Dylan, the guy who is now going out with Nikita.  Dylan was meeting up with Nikita to watch a movie.  Always with some kind of smile on his face, we said goodbye and then headed on our way.  

Walking Lyssa Partly Back Home

We caught the train to Leumeah.  Feeling I should escort Lyssa to her bus stop, we found that Lyssa had just missed her bus.  Instead of waiting an hour Lyssa started walking and urged me to come along also.  Wanting to head home I told Lyssa I would walk her up to the lights and then head home.  Lyssa was persistent.  

I walked Lyssa part of the way to her house.  But just after the lights it was time for me to head for Campbelltown so I could catch a bus instead.  Giving Lyssa a kiss, I waved her goodbye and then headed off.  I’d like to think that if I didn’t walk Lyssa part of the way I would have caught a bus.  But rather, I missed my bus also by a couple of minutes.

My feet were tired, but not wishing to wait for an hour I too started walking and beat my bus home anyway.  Although, on the way home I was stopped by Conor’s brother.  I had the ungratifiable pleasure of talking to him.  He wouldn’t stop talking.  He’s a bit in the head but he’s normal.  He talked with me as if I was his closest friend, revealing details of his family and family names as if I had known them all my life.  He’s a strange one.  I don’t know what his story is but I’m glad it doesn’t involve me.

Avoiding Drama With Lyssa

After that I called Lyssa.  Lyssa wasn’t supposed to stay at my house on Sunday night but cooking food for her mum, she got a lift.  Not too happy about this, I wanted a night to myself.  But Lyssa’s persistence was too much, that trying to tell Lyssa my feelings would just end up in a fight.  

If I say, “Lyssa, I just want to spend the night by myself,” she’ll have a big problem with it, start crying and think she is so wrong for me.  Rather than go through that commotion on a regular basis, I don’t.  Simple as that.  I bite my tongue.

Well, she came over.  Lyssa arrived and we lay down on my bed watching television and having jelly.  Saturday night I was remotely disappointed in the fact that Lyssa and I wouldn’t get a chance to finish off our sexual exploits but Sunday night brought a bit of light.  Lyssa and I did get into some torrid situations and we both had a magnificent, jolly old time.  Evaluating that, Lyssa and I had a shower and then lay back on the bed.  The time was 10:30pm and Lyssa was late for her sleep.

Rescuing Lyssa From A Cockroach

Just before Lyssa lay down to sleep, I was saying my goodnights and noticed a cockroach hanging off one of my curtains.  With his sticky looking large legs skewered around the drapes, I knew Lyssa would freak if she had seen it, not to mention I wouldn’t be able to sleep judging the sheer size of the beast.  

Calmly, I asked Lyssa to jump off the bed.  Fearing her anxious thoughts, I had Lyssa jumping up in a paranoid suspense, not looking back.  Darting out of my room I then thought of the best possible way to capture this cockroach.  Rolling up some newspaper and clutching a couple of tissues in my hand I headed towards the critter.  Only having moved a couple of centimeters since I last checked I moved in for the kill.  With one swoop it was in the tissue and in between my fingers.

Bidding Lyssa to follow me to the toilet I asked her to look into the bowl as I flushed it so she could see how immense it was.  Throwing the toilet paper with the cockroach inside, Lyssa and I both waited for the water to soak into the tissue that was sitting on top of the water.  Because of this the cockroach was probably still under the tissue waiting to be drowned, but we waited and waited and nothing surfaced.  Not to worry Lyssa, I flushed the toilet.  Hearing something squirm, I could have sworn the cockroach was in the toilet and not crawling around my bathroom floor.  Relieved, Lyssa and I then walked back to my room.

Feeling Coerced To Support Lyssa

From there until what happened this morning will remain a mystery I guess, until I solve it in the next chapter.  

Last night, Lyssa asked me to escort her to the bus stop just a couple of minutes ago, which I have done.  The problem with that last night was that I didn’t want to get up so early in the morning and then just go back to sleep again.  It was a waste of time.  

Asking me to walk her to the bus stop I told her I didn’t want to wake up (you know the drill by now). Blah, blah, blah, resolving the situation, I opted to stay awake all night while Lyssa slept comfortably on my waterbed, completely oblivious of me, until Lyssa got up and dressed so I could walk her to the damned bus stop.  

Not wanting to contest Lyssa because of the reason I gave before (she’ll have a big quarrel about it) I wanted to do this.  Besides, it would give me a chance to play my computer game.  Running the story past Lyssa last night, she thought I wouldn’t be able to do it, but I knew I could.

Wash The Dishes Upstairs

Well I did stay awake all night.  Lyssa put her head to the pillow at 10:30pm (after a fairly hectic monkey session).  From there I walked upstairs to get myself something to eat.  I give Lyssa enough time to fall asleep on her own accord.  

Fixing myself something to eat first, mum then informed me that dad bought her a Mother’s Day gift and I didn’t.  Mum showed me some slippers that dad had bought for her for Mother’s Day (which was about a month ago but that’s beside the point).  I decided to buy some time as I was cooking my food.  Dishes were stacked up in the sink.  Since mum does all the housework, I decided to wash the dishes for the night.

With dad watching television next door and mum’s door open, I tried to be as quiet as possible while I washed, scrubbed and rinsed.  I washed the plates and all other assortments for mum.  This took me around half an hour.  Then after that was done, feeling proud, I walked my convoy of food downstairs and got stuck onto the computer.  

Whispering to Lyssa, she whispered back.  Then I realized, after an hour she wasn’t asleep yet.  Turning the television on softly, I watched that for a couple of minutes and then turned on my computer.

Lyssa Woken Up By Cussing

From midnight right until an hour ago I played my new computer game “Myth”. Not very enthusiastic on the idea of staying up all night, I tried to stick it out.  Just in case, I brought down an alarm clock in case I conked out half way through the night.

Lyssa once again talked in her sleep last night.  I was going to tape her again but didn’t get the chance to.  

Midway through the night I started cussing at the game.  Lyssa woke up worried.  Half asleep I thought she looked cute, so I jumped onto my bed with her.  

Still half asleep, she swooped me up between her arms and cradled me into the corner of my room where the bed is adjoined to my wall with the front window.  Lyssa was so cute as she slept there with her arms around me.  Lyssa knew that if she kept holding me I would eventually fall asleep.  She didn’t want that, so she let go.

Lyssa’s Morning Routine

Back to my usual, the time came to 4:30am.  Lyssa woke up once again.  This time she asked what time it was.  She was disappointed to find she had an hour and a half of sleep left.  

Eventually, the time clicked at 6am.  As the alarm rang, Lyssa let out a small sigh.  Wanting Lyssa to feel happy in the morning, I jumped up on the bed and gave her kisses all over her face like I had done twice before tonight when she was asleep.  Lyssa was all smiles.  As I lay down next to her, she was sleepy.  But because I was awake all night, she thought she would have a shower.

Meanwhile, I was still playing my computer, also playing while Lyssa was applying her makeup.  While Lyssa was applying her makeup I took it upon myself to bring her breakfast.  Upstairs, I made some toast, Fruit Loops, and some dip for her toast.  Lyssa appreciated the food.  

Once finished breakfast, she commenced once again on her makeup.  Finally, an hour and some more later Lyssa was ready to travel to the bus stop, the whole reason I was awake for so long.

Let me tell you, being awake in the night for so long feels weird.  It’s so quiet, boring (unless you have something significant to accomplish) and tiring.  Believing I would have been past the state of tiredness and over tired, I’m far from it.

Walking Lyssa to the bus stop, I found it to be very cold.  I was blowing smoke clouds from my lips.  Lyssa was also freezing, but unlike me, wearing a jumper with nothing underneath, Lyssa was sensible with her outfit.  

We missed the first immediate bus.  But five minutes later a second bus arrived.  Giving Lyssa a kiss I saw her off.  Now I’m back home and I still have three whole days to write in detail.

Time to sleep.  Very tired.