Crumb Slaps Lyssa At Chevy’s – Mad Chaos: July 25, 1998

Just jumping off the phone with Lyssa, I thought I should share my conversation with my Diary.  

Jett Picks Up His Wallet

Starting with the beginning of my day, I was fast asleep.  Then I heard a knock at the door.  Glancing out the window I noticed Jett’s bike.  So putting some clothes on I headed for the door.  

“Hey.  I came to pick up my wallet that I left here last night,” Jett said.

I handed the wallet to Jett.

“Thanks.  I’ll come back over at 2pm,” he said.

Then he was on his way.

Lyssa Talks About Her Weekend

Jumping back into bed I slept until 12:30pm.  Then Lyssa gave me a call on the phone.  At first we just started to talk about her night last night.  It consisted of visiting the Catholic Club, traveling to some Lebanese guy’s party with Velda and then visiting Chevy’s.  

“Ali and Penelope came to the Catholic Club.   But Ali was too embarrassed.  He disappeared with Penelope to play the pokies for most of the night.”

Jermaine Acts Childish

Jermaine was being very persistent with Lyssa.  As she told the story to me, I heard Jermaine’s friends were being childish about the matter.  

Cole would come up to Lyssa and say, “Oh, why don’t you talk to Jermaine?  Go on, he’s my best friend.”

Lyssa didn’t want to have anything to do with the loser.  Jermaine was real upset.  His loser friends were acting like they were fourteen.  

Braxton Asks Lyssa Out

“I got heaps pissed at the Catholic Club last night,” Lyssa detailed.  “You remember Braxton?”

Braxton is one of her old boyfriends just before I started going out with Lyssa.

Lyssa carried on, “Braxton asked if I would like to go out sometime.”

Lyssa indicated that she replied obligingly to his offer.

She noted, “But the trip out to a pub tonight might not happen because he won’t call.”

Lyssa was also asked to the City by another guy that she knew at the Catholic Club.  

“It was so depressing to have people come up to me and ask, ‘Where’s Tony?  How is he?’  I had to tell them that we broke up.”  

Lyssa then left for the Lebanese party.

Crumb Slaps Lyssa At Chevy’s

“I said goodbye to everyone at the Catholic Club.  I couldn’t find Ali and Penelope anywhere.  I walked around inside everywhere.  Finally I found them hidden where the pokies were.  I said goodbye to them too.  Then I went to the party.”

“Did you talk to anyone at the party,” I asked.

“No.  Not at all!  The only person I talked to there was Penelope’s brother’s girlfriend.  I wasn’t after anyone at the Catholic Club or at the party, because I was thinking about you,” Lyssa kept telling me.

From the party Lyssa traveled to Chevy’s.

“Jermaine wasn’t there, but all his friends were,” she shared.

This next part got me real angry, so much that I want to fuck up whoever is called Crumb.  

“ I was dancing up on center stage.  Crumb was up there.  Crumb is one of Jermaine’s friends.  Then he turned around and slapped me across my face!”

I figured being friends with Jermaine would have been his vendetta.  

“I was shocked,” Lyssa continued.  “Because it wasn’t a fairy slap.  It was hard!  So I hit him back with all my might, straight across the face.  It made a huge whooping sound.  It must have hurt.  Then I turned to walk away.  Crumb tried to apologize later, but I didn’t want to hear that.” 

“Give me his number.  Where doe she live,” I grunted as soon as I heard the story.  

I wanted all his details.  In my mind I knew I wanted to fuck him up.  If I see him on the street one day and I know who he is, this pretty boy is going to get more than a slap across the face.  More like a fist up his ass and a knife through his mouth, or the other way around.

That was Lyssa’s night.  

Discuss Hotel Room With Lyssa

Lyssa then bluntly asked, “Have you made plans with Jewell yet?”

“I don’t want to talk about that subject,” I shut her down.

Lyssa was just persistent.

“I knew you would get with her.  I did hope we would be able to celebrate my birthday in a month how we planned,”  she told me. 

Lyssa and I then started talking about her birthday and a hotel room and all the things we were thinking of doing.  

“I saw in ‘Cosmopolitan’ there were pictures of vaginas in there,” Lyssa mentioned.  “Do you find them attractive?”

That spurred me on to say, “I’m going to take pictures of yours when we rent a hotel room.”  

“That sounds like fun,” Lyssa sounded eager for that.

Then after some more conversation we worked out that we would buy a Polaroid camera and devote ten shots for each of us.  Lyssa was serious about taking shots in the nude.

Having already planned some of my shots, Lyssa agreed to a close up photo of her private parts and then a side on shot of her giving me oral stimulation, my penetration of her, and then some full body shots of her, not to mention doggy style.  Lyssa also wanted photos of my nude body, so it will all even out on the night.  

On a break from calling Lyssa I inquired about a Polaroid Camera.  If we both supplied half of the money each, it would amount to $60 each.

Talk Of Fulfilling Fantasies

Feeling the need to share my needs or wants, I noted that I would have liked for Lyssa to give me oral, let most of it come out, and then go straight back down there and make me go off again.  That would please me greatly, as Lyssa would be taking in some of my semen, a fantasy of mine.  

Another thing we agreed on was for Lyssa’s fantasy to come true, which was to give me head in public on someone’s lawn.  Although it won’t be someone’s front lawn, we agreed to do that on the big grassy hill just behind ‘Motel Formule One’ if we stay there for the night.  Because Lyssa will probably be going down there after I’ve gone off, she can also clean it properly without me having to walk back saturated with my own.  Although, we will probably take tissues with us.

So that’s all of it, Jett is supposed to be coming over any minute.  The time is now 2pm.  There you have it, the gossip so far.  But now I have to be off and prepare for Jett’s arrival.