Hotel Tryst Planned With Lyssa – Mad Chaos: July 18, 1998

Phone Chat With Lyssa

To start the day, Lyssa called me at 1pm on Saturday.  That’s when I woke up.  We talked for about half an hour.  

“I am probably not going out for the night,” she told me.

Jett Hears Our New Rap

When the conversation was over I started to play the computer.

I had a talk to Jett on the phone.  I played the rapping to him over the phone while he was at his house.  Jett was ecstatic about it and told me he was coming over in half an hour.  Looking outside I noticed it was raining and wondered how Jett was going to get here.

Lyssa Invites Me To Sleep Over

An hour or two later I called Lyssa back.  We started talking.  Then the longing started.  

“What are you doing tonight,” I asked.

“I am tired.  But Penelope is being nice to me, so I might go out,” Lyssa replied. 

Then came the turnaround that changed all events tonight.

“I might go out, because I don’t want to be at home alone, bored,” she remarked.

When she revealed her house is free tonight, it was not in a deliberate way so as to persuade me over.  

“You are was invited over to my house if you want to watch a movie, or something,” she mentioned. 

Thoughts began running through my mind because I hadn’t been sexual for two weeks and have been thinking of Lyssa.

“If I come to your house I would have to walk back home,” the real crunch to my conscience came.

“You could sleep over, in separate beds,” Lyssa suggested.

“But it would be weird to sleep in separate beds,” I cringed.

“You could sleep in the same bed as me,” she commented. 

By this time I was delirious in my own little world thinking of alternatives for the night to increase my sexual pleasure.  Lyssa had to get off the phone because Carleigh and Kuper were home and they wanted to speak with her, so I let her go.  

Thinking In The Shower

Then I calmed down my thoughts.  Having myself a shower, I was devising a plan that Lyssa and I go halves in a hotel room and spend the night there together fulfilling both our needs.  I knew that I was now hanging for some pleasure, but I knew I shouldn’t ask Lyssa.  In my mind I knew Lyssa was trying to be sneaky and try to mentally place a picture in my head.  Lyssa was subconsciously trying to play with my mind, and it was working.

Jumping out of the shower I knew I was going to call Lyssa back, but I didn’t know if I could keep myself saying something that would change our thoughts and probably hurt the both of us.  

Suggesting A Hotel To Lyssa

Calling Lyssa back up I was cautious not to mention anything to Lyssa, but I subtly asked her questions.

“So how much money do you have left for your weekend,” I subtly asked.

“Have you had the needs for over a week now,” I probed later.

These questions were so that if I asked Lyssa I wouldn’t make a fool of myself.  Lyssa did have enough money to go halves with me.  I was thinking of using my Credit Card anyway.  Heck I even called ‘Motel Formule One’ and asked if any of their rooms were vacant for the night.  They were.

Knowing that I was being a little quiet she asked me, “What’s wrong?  It seems like you have something to say?  Whatever it is, I would probably agree with whatever idea you came up with.”

Lyssa kept taunting me with her innocent questions, saying she would agree with anything further stemming my anticipation.  

Finally I asked Lyssa. “Do you want to go halves in a hotel room?”

 At first, she gave out a laugh because I just came out with it.  

“Are you serious,” she then asked.

“Yes.  I am serious,” I replied.

“Where,” she cynically asked.  

“I already called up Motel Formule One earlier to see if there were any vacancies.  They have a room available tonight,” I informed Lyssa.

Flustered with my remarks and study on the subject, Lyssa then started taking it into consideration.

“Let me think about it.  I also want to do it too,” she told me.

Lyssa understood the circumstances, how we were both sexually frustrated and were entering with expectations of liberation and sexual relief.  

“If Penelope doesn’t want to go out with me for the night then I will certainly go,” Lyssa told me. 

Considering Ali hadn’t called yet, I gathered that if Lyssa postponed her night out and chose to stay home, Penelope and Ali would go out.

Sneaking Around With My Ex Girlfriend

For an hour we sat on the phone devising a plan because neither of us wanted another soul to know what we were up to.  Not that we really cared about their opinions, but Lyssa felt slack cheating her friends to be with me when she’s not technically with me.  

Also, if Lyssa and I told people their minds would be sidetracked to what Lyssa and I are thinking.  Knowing that it was like a one-night stand to relieve ourselves, our friends would think it was a step to getting back together, which was not the case.  Not that I don’t want Lyssa back, but we both agreed that it should only be one night, so that is what it would become.

“Okay.  We can book a room in the hotel.  But if things get complicated then we should schedule it for another night,” she said in agreement.

Lyssa and I were impatient.  With that thought already in our mind, we couldn’t wait another night.  

I never thought that Lyssa and I would be having casual sex but who could pass up the opportunity?  Sex was always great between Lyssa and I, always fun and pleasing.  With thoughts and visions in my mind of Lyssa working out now and seeing a nicely shaped behind on Friday night when she brought me my Group Certificate, I knew I wasn’t over her in that department.  

Lining Up All The Cards

Lyssa jumped off the phone and commenced calling Penelope to see what was happening for the night.  Ali was with Penelope for the whole day painting her house.  He called me as soon as Penelope answered the phone.  Being very mutual with the happenings of the night, I made it sound like I didn’t really care what happened tonight.  My aim was to persuade Ali to go out with Penelope subconsciously, as Lyssa told me they’re practically with each other from 7am until midnight or any chance they get.  Knowing that Ali would obsessively stalk Penelope (and that would be our night) I thought he would rather be with her instead.

After some hardy conversation with Ali and then Penelope, we didn’t really resolve anything except for the fact that Ali asked me to ring him in half an hour when he arrived home.  Lyssa told Penelope she might just stay home.  

To make it more difficult Jett finally called me and told me he was making his way to my house after he had something to eat.  Camping at Artie’s house for most of the day, he was within half an hour before he left for my house.  

Imad and I also talked on the phone nearing the start of my day.  It sounded like he was coming over too.

With all this confusion in my mind I just wanted to do what was in my mind.  That was be with Lyssa, but not with this veil of secrecy.  

I called Lyssa at her house.

“Just book the room,” she didn’t care we were going.  

“Leave your house and come over to my house first.  No one is home now,” she planned.

Taking that invite I put some clean clothes on and then asked my dad for a lift.

In A Mad Rush

Here’s the situation, my dad’s started the car, I’m headed for Campbelltown to meet with Lyssa.  

Jett is coming over any instant.  

I was supposed to call Jewell tonight.  

Ali and Penelope want to go out but we’ve fooled them for a night out with each other, alone until the morning.  Will it happen or will it all go wrong?  

Talk to you later.