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I was 18 and had was in my first year at University.I had chosen to go into a hall and to my surprise found I was sharing a room.My room mate was called Pete. He was a bit taller than me well muscled and very butch. We got on well and had lots in common. We both did alright with the girls and were both enjoying being away from home,The only thing I missed was being able to slip into some panties and stockings or tights for a nice wank and to fantasise. I had being slipping into my mums panties...

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Saturday we drove downtown. The Mezzaluna website said to park on Ward and present the ticket at the restaurant. So I parked and we walked the few blocks. We took the elevator upstairs and I spotted Dad immediately. We waited to be taken to the table as he wasn't alone. He was with a woman. "Hey," he said. "You look lovely, Rachel; nice clean-up, Pat." "Thanks." "Let me introduce you to Winnie." He turned to her. "I don't know what name to use." She laughed. "Too many. Don't...

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We only saw Mark and Allison once more before flying down to Melbourne. We were coming home from food shopping and they were strolling on King, hand-in-hand. I guessed that they had come to some sort of an understanding. We registered at our hotel, near the Victoria Markets, and walked down Swanston Street towards the Yarra. We stopped near City Square for a quick bite and then to the docks at Princes Walk. The guidebook said one had to book in advance, but Melbourne River Cruises were...

UniversityChapter 22

Perth, Part II "Are you okay?" asked Rachel the next morning. "I will be. Give me another day or three. I'm going to meet my dad at his office and go through some stuff. Then I want to make some calls. The we're going to have to talk." "You make it sound so solemn." "Serious, not solemn." "Oscar Wilde." "What?" "Wilde said that 'Life is fatal, but not serious'. But I don't know where." "That's okay. It's clever anyway." "I want to spend a...

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Rachel was excited: she'd mentioned mythology to one of the sculpture folks and had been dragged off to a room full of fragmentary pottery and broken statues. There had ensued a half-hour of discussion of Pegasus' wings, the wings on talaria, the wings on putti, Icarus' wings, etc. I could see the fascination in trying to work our whether the wings had been attached to a horse, a sandal, a cherub, or a man. The curator had suggested that Rachel take introduction to archaeology and ancient...

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It was still before 09:00 and Rachel would be barely functional. I was quite excited and stopped and bought some muffins on my walk home. When I got there, coffee was ready and Rachel was wearing one of the brief Japanese robes, looking adorable. I told her so as I put the muffins on a plate and set out butter, preserves, knives and plates. "Flattery, trying to ply me with idle chatter. I know what you're up to with your filthy ways. So, what happened?" "Filthy ways? A fine way to talk!...

UniversityChapter 43

I read Al's draft in the morning, made a few comments and sent it back to him. Rachel was going through the midden on her table and came up with Sandra Wynne's card. While she phoned Sandra, I called Winnie. Luckily she was still at home. "I gather that when you became a widow, you inherited a reasonable sum?" "Is this a quiz programme?" I explained that I would be receiving a rather large sum of money soon. "Did you win the lottery?" "No. Both of my grandfathers left legacies...

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Though classes weren't officially in session, I had reading to be done. I was involved in an excessively arid tome concerning Evidence when my dad called on Sunday. They were arriving on Wednesday and would be staying at the Intercontinental for a week. I told him I was duly impressed and that we hoped to see them during their search for a suitable residence. He told me that sarcasm wasn't becoming. I said we'd see them and that I was going back to reading a text on evidence. He told me to...

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We were sitting in the cafe in the Museum. "Tell me about your family," Henry said. "You mean that Rachel hasn't told you all?" "Far from it." "Well, my family's easy. The Hollisters came in the 19th century to work on the railroad. My grandfather was born here snd became a pastoralist in Queensland. He and my grandmother had two sons. My uncle has a vineyard. He, and his wife, the family bigot, have two kids. My dad studied in Queensland and at UNSW, got his Ph.D. in entomology...

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Our dinner terminated early and dad took mum home. The four of us walked to our place and I suggested that Henry and Sarah might enjoy an hour or so while Rachel and I took a walk. Henry looked wary and Sarah anticipatory. Rachel said nothing. We walked along King Street. "You know what they'll be doing?" "I certainly hope so. It should relieve some of Sarah's tension prior to embarking on her adventure." Rachel mused a bit. "Have you ever heard of Olle Baertling?" "No. Not at...

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Sarah left for Perth. I think she had a final tryst with Henry. I know she hadn't made up with mum. And I also knew that everyone (save mum) thought that Sarah was being the adult here. I had no notion of what might be done – so I did nothing. I didn't even ask dad about it. Henry had catalogued the contents of the first two boxes and I helped him wrangle the heaviest carton onto the table. When he opened it, there was a lot of packing and a large roundish stone. "A cap!" Henry...

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Sean was in when I got to the Gilbert + Tobin Center. I mentioned that I'd been reading about Land Title and he asked whether I'd spoken to Leon Terrill. I said "no," and he pointed out that Terrill'd been a Ph.D. student of his a few years ago and was now on faculty. He found a printout of Terrill's dissertation and said it had to be returned. "Of course. Can I talk to you about something else?" "Sure." "I've been talking to Craig." "Yes?" "He's meeting with me on...

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Tranquillity - the description of a prodigal; accepted - by Nicci Knox This story is not a fantasy neither is it a true biography. It is a marginally fictionalised account of part of the history of a dear friend of mine who, having read most of my work, explicitly asked me to write it - and has approved it. I have fictionalised it only in respect of the names, some localities and to 'fit it in' to my overall sisterhood theme. Those who have read some of my previous offerings will by now...

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(A story for Robert---he knows who he is!)Setting in the ob-gyn's office with his wife, Robert was leafing through long out-of-date magazines of every variety and feeling both nervous, as well as excited and eager.Not finding anything of interest to look at in the magazines, Robert glanced up at the wall opposite of where he and his wife sat, and in fancy stenciled lettering were three words writ large, and in flowing script:ADAPT! ADJUST! ACCEPT!!He felt his wife nudge him with her arm, and he...

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She was home waiting for her Master's arrival. She had done as his email had instructed and was sitting on her chair at the computer desk naked, with her head down and her hands folded in her lap. With her eyes cast down, she could only listen for her Master's voice to know when he had arrived. She had her web cam up and running with the headset volume turned up so she wouldn't miss him as he instructed her. Amy had found Master through a BDSM message board on an adult website that specialized...

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At some level, the problem was probably brewing from the very beginning. We met in college. It was the summer before my junior year. I was at a house party thrown by a bunch of friends. I was buzzed, not drunk, when this group of girls and guys I didn't recognize showed up. I checked out the girls-all three were pretty, not totally hot or anything, but nice. My friend Jeff, one of the guys living at the house, greeted the group warmly. Turns out, he had gone to high school with a couple of the...

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Kainene did not think she had ever danced as hard or well as she danced that night. Maybe it was a result of the kiss she had shared with Rufus but she was certainly on fire. Siobhan said as much. ‘Whoa, tiger! Where have you been hiding? You truly saved everything for the last day and by jove, is it all paying off.’ Kainene grinned at her as she wiped some sweat off her brow. She only had one more dance to go and there was an interlude now. Two other sets of dancers in which she was not a...

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I’ve noticed that not everyone is too happy with the way Nens has turned out to be/is turning out to be, and I can understand why one would feel that way. But let’s not forget, everyone can’t be the strong heroine Annette is in Silver Eyes. Life’s like that, some people are fearless and some aren’t. Especially in the situation that I’ve put Nens in. I wish I could change stuff and write the way everyone wants me to but that just means I’m not being true to myself. I just write whatever pops...

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‘What the fuck just happened, Minty?’ Rufus all but growled. He was so confused. He had come in here to pick up Kainene but had met both girls looking like they were about to start tearing out each other’s hair. Then Araminta had said that thing about being Kainene’s boyfriend. He had been in shock. But good shock. He was ecstatic that Kainene had called him that. Her boyfriend. He had considered asking her out properly and had asked some of his friends if that was cool. They had laughed...

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It had been more than three weeks since Kainene saw Rufus at the union shop. Since then they had become tentative friends. They rang or text each other almost every other day just talking about random inane stuff. She had just gotten her own BlackBerry phone on contract and she could now chat with him on the BlackBerry messenger. She felt quite cool, chatting as she walked to school or sat at the union shop. Her mid-sessional results had come out also, and not surprisingly, she had gotten...

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Exams had started and Kainene was half-crazed with exam stress. She had done two of her modules and she thought they had gone reasonably okay. However, her last two papers were on the same day which was the next day. She had never had two papers on the same day so she was understandably going mental. At the moment, she was pulling an all-nighter in the basement of the French building on Woodland Road. She had not been there for the past two days as she had spent those days in the 24 hour...

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You are Audrey Dupuy, a Canadian teenager from a small town in outside Toronto. You just finish your final high school year and spent the summer partying with friends. Decide how you live out Audrey's life, every action will influence the way you can play as Audrey. Scenarios will be determined based on these factors: Time Time of day Grades Must stay about 50% to avoid failing Hunger Don't starve Looks Higher the number, the more likely you'll be hit on Body Higher the number, the more likely...

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Prior to the interview of this story, above was my real wife, working the main Purdue Campus, early 70s. The interview appeared to be going well. I could hear my wife’s orgasms, clear from that back bedroom. It was way on the other side of the house. Ken, representing a three man fuck group on the Purdue campus, had dropped by our rural home in NW Indiana to discuss an arrangement. He and his two friends knew my wife from her campus position at Lily Life Sciences. They knew she ran labs...

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The following night Pete and I both told our friends we needed to study so would be staying in.Pete gave me a white bra, French knickers, suspenders and white silk stockings, He wore the black outfit I had first seen him in.As we dressed in front of each other our cocks stood erect and struggled into our panties.I walked over to Pete and held his lovely hard cock and began stroking him. He moaned as I built my rhythm after a few minutes I felt him tense and a warm sticky mess began to ooze into...

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Naive, eighteen year-old Nicky has just been rescued by her older brother Mike from being forced into sex by one of his rugby-playing friends, in an alleyway down by the waterfront. I don’t know how long I clung to Mike in the darkness, trembling, crying with confusion, relief at my escape, shame at having put myself in that position and a disturbing feeling of unfinished business deep within me. Eventually I became aware that my jumper was under my armpits, my leggings were still around my...

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The car was packed and I had said my goodbyes to friends and family. I was off to start a new chapter in my life. I was looking forward to it but I was also a little nervous, after all I was leaving home for the first time in my life to live with people I did'nt know.As I arrived there was a hive of activity around the halls of residence carpark. Parents helping their sons and daughters with their stuff, carrying all kinds of things into the halls of res. There was me with hardly anything in...

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"Pat?" "Hmm?" "Can I spend some money?" "Sure." "No. I mean a lot of money?" "How much is a lot?" "About $2500. Maybe a bit more." "What for?" "Opera subscriptions. Here's the brochure. They're doing wonderful stuff: Mozart and Verdi and Puccini and..." "No problem. Let's look at it at the table." "Got a calendar for the full year?" In a few minutes we'd put together a list of seven operas and an alternate date for each. "Are you home in the...

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It was intermission at Mozart's Magic Flute. Rachel was bubbling over the singing and the production in general. "I love the whole fantasy element! Those puppets are wonderful! Oh! Over there, the chap in a green shirt..." "Yes?" "He's in my myth course!" "Well, you can talk to him tomorrow or the next day." "Yes. It'll be a start. But, what did you think of the Queen of the Night?" "You mean her voice or the costume?" "The white costume, I thought she'd be in black or...

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"Guess who the twins introduced me to?" "Julia Gillard?" "No, silly. Really." "No idea." "Gordy Hollister!" "You're kidding me!" "No. He's from Mitchell and our age." "You know who he must be, don't you?" "No idea. I thought it was a funny coincidence." "He must be Jacky and Alice's son. I was at their wedding! I wasn't even a year old. I think I last saw him when I was four or five. Wow! I've got to meet him! And I'll have to tell dad." "Weird." "What...

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It was quite warm and I decided I needed a midday shower. "Will you get my phone when it rings?" "When?" "It'll be my dad. I don't know what he wants, but it's not bad." "Okay. Someday I'll get used to it." When I emerged, Rachel was on my cell. I waved and got redressed. By then she was off. "He wants to come and visit. He's got to be in Sydney in early April for some do at the Museum. I said you'd call later." "Okay. Anyway, I wanted to talk about the...

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"Will there be an argument?" "About what?" "I'm afraid that Gordy and the twins might be militant and that Alf and Mark and Allison might not appreciate that." "Militant about what?" "The panel report. The response, rather the lack of response, on Gillard's part." "Well, I'll admit that I'm disappointed. But it's only been six weeks; it's too early to start a fight." Section 25 of the Australian constitution of 1901 recognizes that states can disqualify people, such...

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"Pat?" "Mmm?" "Is Turandot a version of the Rumplestiltskin story?" "Why do you think it is?" "Because they both revolve around the female having to guess the name of the male." "Valid point. Bring it up in class." "Maybe. What are you going to write about for Australian Politics?" "I thought the Broken Hill City Council mess." "Why?" "Because it was all so silly. Mining drongos acting as though being mayor or councillor in a town of 20,000 really meant something....

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"Don't you think it's strange?" asked Rachel. "What?" "I'm reading The Bible ... the beginning of Exodus ... the Creation part is easy. And it's pretty much the same as the other Creation myths we've read. But the Garden and the Expulsion from it, that's strange." "Is it really? You told me about that Tunisian story about the Sahara..." "Moroccan." "Right. Anyway, here are these peoples living in a desert climate, like much of Australia, and trying to explain the...

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"This box came to us from the Museum," Winnie said, reading a label. "It's from north of the Baiame Cave in Milbrodale" [Excavations on that large Aboriginal site were carried out by staff from the Australian Museum]. It was nearly two weeks after the dinner. Winnie had settled Rachel with papers to be filled out and led me to a work room. "I'm hoping you can tell me what these things are." She opened the carton and I looked inside. There were a number of items, each one carefully...

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"I've no exams!" "What?" "I said I've no exams! Have you any?" "I think there's one in Australian Politics and there may be one in Economics. Why?" "There's a month between the end of exams and first classes." "Want to travel?" "Yes. I want to go to Perth and see our parents and Sarah and Max." "That's all?" I knew that there was more, but it was so easy to tease Rachel. "Well ... I'd like to see the art museum and the zoo in Melbourne." "I'll see what I can...

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I kissed and caressed Audie. She was soft and warm. I took a nipple in my mouth, sucked and released it. Rachel had captured the other. Audie moaned and I moved a hand lower. Her pubic hair was moist. I knelt and put my tongue into her navel, then moved it down. She was more pungent than Rachel, and hairy, not smooth. I tongued her lips and then put a finger between them, sliding it in. I could feel a slightly rougher spot and rubbed it. Audie's hips thrust forward and she moaned again. I...

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The next day I worked at home and finished my essay. Rachel went to the library – she wanted to do some research on ravens, she said. Rachel got home in the mid- afternoon. "I couldn't find Audie!" "I would have guessed that." "But they just met!" "She was smitten: a published poet, sorrowful, solitary." "Did you read him?" "No. I just don't know him well enough. And I barely touched him, so there was no real contact. We just shook hands." "I don't trust...

UniversityChapter 17

Late Saturday morning we walked along King Street. We went into Red Chili, but nothing seemed appealing. At The Urban Store there were just the sort of tee shirts I'd wanted: crimson, emerald, peacock blue, forsythia. "Can I get more than one?" I asked Rachel. "Why not? You'll still have something when you spill sauce on the one you're wearing Sunday!" "Nasty girl! I should beat you for that!" "Oh, please, sir!" We both laughed at that. I bought an emerald and a blue. They...

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"Hey!" Rachel said as she came in. "More cheese?" "Sorry." "Ever since you heard about that place, you've been nibbling away!" "I admit it. I feel like Wallace. And when Sandra told us about Formaggio Ocello, I went off the deep end." "How deep?" "Nearly $100." "On cheese?" "And some ham and crusty bread." "Well, they taste good, I'll admit that." "So do the various cheeses. My mum would buy goat cheese from Gidgegannup, borello from Oakford and sheep cheese...

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"Audie phoned." "Oh, what did she say?" "She said that she'd gotten back yesterday and that she'd had 'a nice time' with Angus." "A nice time?" "That's what she said. I've been thinking about what you said." "About what?" "About love and sex. I was also mulling over intimacy. Intimacy is sharing your feelings and desires. It's about vulnerability. Sex is merely the exchange of body fluids, propagation of species, and recreation. Sexual intimacy combines sex and...

UniversityChapter 21

Visiting Perth - I Two weeks later we were in the air to Perth. Rachel had spent several days at the Gallery with Winnie and was very excited about her future work. I was still troubled by my experience on Flinders Lane and even more about my studies. I hadn't really spoken to Rachel yet. I wanted to talk to my parents – they had greater experience with these things. But I was both unhappy and uneasy. Seeing Korngold's Die tote Stadt, with its theme of overcoming loss, didn't help. I...

UniversityChapter 24

We both enjoyed the last six or seven hours of the trip: from Tarcoola, where passengers from and to the Ghan de/embarked, through Port Augusta to Adelaide. There was changing scenery and a sort of bustle of new folks and getting ready to get off. Rachel must have checked our stuff half a dozen times. We got a cab to the Stamford Plaza hotel and registered. Check-in time was 1400, but I'd told them we were arriving on the train when I placed our reservation. "Are you as tired as I...

UniversityChapter 28

I went to my first meeting of Intro with an open mind. I got into trouble, nonetheless. The question was the state of affairs of the Aboriginal Australian and its cause. I quoted Prime Minister Keating's 1992 speech, that "European settlers were responsible for the difficulties Australian Aboriginal communities continued to face: 'We committed the murders. We took the children from their mothers. We practiced discrimination and exclusion. It was our ignorance and our prejudice, ' he...

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Government was more interesting. It really concerned "ethnic conflict." South Africa, the US, Israel, and India were among the areas to be looked at. And "ethnic" didn't just mean color: the religious differences in Indo-Pakistan were part of the fabric. By the third meeting we were talking about major papers. One of my fellows wanted to write about Bangladesh, another at Sudan's breakup. "Can I write about Australia as post-colonial England, with Shakespeare's Tempest as the...

UniversityChapter 30

Like Rikki-Tikki-Tavi we had to "Run and find out." So we spent most of Friday going into hotels around the opera house as talking to event managers and catering agents. Some were very brief (e.g. "No, we don't cater to groups of that size.") but most took 20 minutes or half an hour. By about 1300 we were both tired and hungry. We had just emerged from the Marriott, so we went for lunch nearby. "I hate to say it," Rachel began, "but the Marriott we were just in appears to be the most...

UniversityChapter 31

I made the phone calls and scheduled a visit to sign an agreement and deliver a cheque for $2000. Then I sat thinking about my paper for the Koori Centre course. I decided to write a nasty essay on the PM. After all, it's two years since she said that there would be a referendum, that Australia had to acknowledge that 'first people of our nation have a unique and special place' [8 Nov 2010]. And now, nearly two years later, she'd 'delayed' the referendum! Crikey! She's just afraid of...

UniversityChapter 32

I had asked both sets of parents not to meet us at the airport, but at Balthazar on The Esplanade, where I'd made a reservation for eight – making it family only, excluding whoever the sibs were seeing – at 1930. I'd only been there once before, but I remembered it well. Rachel was glad I'd gotten business class and relaxed through the flight. I read a pamphlet from the Law Society of NSW and re-read Herbert's The Dragon in the Sea. We took a taxi to the Hyatt and were shown to our room....

UniversityChapter 33

Rachel was out when I returned to the Hyatt. I disgorged paper onto the table in our room and attempted to organize it. By the time my new spouse returned, I had come to the conclusion that only the most recent summary and the document bequeathing everything to her were of any importance. But a lot of explanation was going to be needed. She took one look at the papers and said: "I'm not reading all that!" "Neither am I. I was trying to sort it all. There's little information, but a lot...

UniversityChapter 34

We flew back to Sydney on the 29th, as scheduled. I'd managed to take Sue to lunch the day after Boxing Day. ("To repay you for the letter to the Acting Dean," I'd said. "Very appropriate and proper. Aren't you going to ask about your sister?" "No, ma'am. A lawyer must be discreet." "Excellent! My compliments.") We had only a little more baggage than we had when we'd flown west: a few books and the clothes that Rachel had purchased. The bulk of our gifts were slips of...

UniversityChapter 35

On Thursday Rachel phoned Winnie, who told her that she could come in on Monday, but as she was a student intern she wasn't required till classes started at the beginning of March. Rachel told her she'd be in on Monday to talk and set up a schedule. They decided [? agreed?] that Rachel would take January off, but would appear twice a week in February, most likely Mondays and Thursdays. Tuesday's mail, much to my relief, brought a fat envelope from the Law School. I was admitted! There was...

UniversityChapter 36

Pirates of Penzance was wonderful! We went out on Saturday morning and bought the boxed DVD set we'd given to Sarah and a number of CDs to play in the car as we drove. We bought several bottles of water, checked the tire pressure and the oil, and filled up on petrol. We packed our bags and a box of books. We tossed our swags in, too. And we were off quite early on Sunday. The swag has been the reliable shelter and home for many a drover and stockman. Add a sleeping bag or bedding: it's a...

UniversityChapter 37

I must have stirred, because Rachel woke. "What time is it?" "Dawn. Early. Good morning, beautiful." "'Morning. Did you sleep?" "I think so. I'm not sure. I spoke with Wawi. Or Wawi spoke to me." "The Black Snake?" "Indeed." "And?" "Wawi seemed surprised. I was to be met in a few days at Lake Mungo." Rachel giggled. "I guess you didn't let Wawi know about our route change." "I suppose I neglected that. Hungry?" "And dirty." "We'll drive back to Cobar,...

UniversityChapter 38

On reading the registration materials, I realized that I needed to bother the Acting Dean again, so I made an appointment. The result might not have been perfect, but life never is. So I purchased the books for Foundations of Law, Contracts and Public International Law and began reading. Lectures wouldn't begin for weeks, but I wanted to be a bit ahead. After conferring with Winnie, Rachel was at the Art Gallery on Mondays and Thursdays.; her one lecture – Archaeology of Aboriginal Australia...

UniversityChapter 39

"Barristers must be lunatics!" I said. We were a week or so into the term. "Why?" "I'm reading old case histories. It's hard to imagine that I'll care about any of them once I pass the bar exams." "Trial by ordeal." "What?" "You're going to be joining a club. Instead of a simple test or a hazing or something, the insiders make you undergo an ordeal. Several years long. If you give up, you're out; if you can't do it, you're out. Anyway, it's most likely better than...

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Edwards came through. The flight to Tibooburra was comfortable. We had three mining executives for company – actually two executives in suits and a bloke with a sun-browned face wearing a safari jacket and a slouch hat. "Headin' fer Isa?" he asked. "No. Wedding in Tibooburra on Wednesday." "Warm place. Might be 40. Still two pubs?" "I think so." "You getting' hitched?" "No. Done that already. I'm best man and she's matron of honor." "Waal. My best wishes. Hold on." He...

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Soon we were on our way home. It was a larger plane. We'd arrived on a Beechcraft five-seater. This was a Piper Chieftan. We were two of the passengers; our "friend," Alf was there, too. He had tape on his left cheek and his left arm was in a sling. There were four others in the six remaining seats: two of them occupied by a bloke with a plaster cast from ankle to hip. "This is the bloke who warned me," Alf announced. Two of the others mumbled. The bloke in the cast looked dead to the...

UniversityChapter 42

A few days later, Rachel remarked "I've been thinking." "Good. Soon you'll be able to do it painlessly." "Yuk, yuk. Seriously. You're going to be quite wealthy in a few days." "And?..." "And I think we should talk about the future. For example, I said 'you're going to be quite wealthy, ' but that's not true." "Oh?" "We were married in December. This property will come to you in late April or in May, right." "I suppose so." "And you're going to be a lawyer? We...

UniversityChapter 44 Intermezzo Gordy

I'd barely returned from lunch with Chuck when my mobile buzzed. "Yes?" "Dad, it's Patrick." "Tell me about it." "What?" "You've called with a problem." "In a sense. But it's yours, not mine." "Oh?" "Sarah called me." "Unsurprising." "She wanted me to call mum, but I thought I'd call you first." "And... ?" "Sarah's in Geraldton. She's met a bloke and is going on to Port Hedland for a week. She sounded fine, I told her to get the car checked at a real...

UniversityChapter 46

Al phoned on Sunday morning. First to thank us again for the cheque, second to pump his sister for every possible bit of data about Cait. I let them chat. After lunch we showered, dressed and drove off to meet Alf at Summer Salt in Cronulla. "He's really interested," Rachel said. "Hunh?" "Al's really struck by Cait." "So I'd gathered." "He said he'd sent her an email about his math and about moving north to Macquarie." "That should fascinate her. I can hear him: 'After...

UniversityChapter 48

Even Gordy Hollister doesn't always win. By the time we got back to the Intercontinental, there was a message from the realtor. Dad called and was told that his bid was "unacceptable." "Fine," he said. "Make it $850. But that's it. There are other properties. Yes, I know it's Saturday. Surely your commission is large enough to make telephoning on the weekend feasible. I noticed there was an open house in Beecroft tomorrow." "C'mon, dad," I said. "Stop pulling your punches....

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Spring turned out to be dreadful. Oh, nothing catastrophic happened where we were concerned. And Al and Cait were a stable couple. But strange things happened after the "new" house was purchased. Julia Gillard resigned, Kevin Rudd became Prime Minister again, but it was a futile campaign: despite Rudd's attitudes towards native Australians and his acceptance of same-sex marriage, the voters just weren't going to let him continue. Labor was sure to lose in the coming elections. But prior...

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The next Monday morning I got a call from dad. "You're out of classes, aren't you?" "Till the end of February." "Can you do me a favor?" "Of course." "We've a storage room of Aboriginal materials. Would you be willing to spend a few days going through it all? I need to know whether there are items that should be returned to various bands, whether there are things that ought to be on display and whether there are things that might be of interest to the anthropologists." "I...

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Rachel left to return to the Gallery and I had the room locked up prior to finding my dad's office. "Body bags," he told me. "They're called 'body bags.' I knew that we had a committee to return materials, but I hadn't realized there were still human remains. I'll have something done. You go home. I'll call you when they're gone." "Thanks." "It's horrid to think of how barbaric our ancestors were." "Not much worse than stealing children, though. Is it?" "No. We...

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Henry and I met on schedule. I got him a "visitor" badge and we went to the storage room, which one of the guards unlocked for us. The body bags were, indeed, gone. The floor looked as though it had been swept/washed and a unit of empty shelving now occupied part of the wall. "There's my job," I said, pointing at the cartons. "Let's move those three to the empty side, so we'll know what's done." The next box was marked "Guanaba – 1958." "Oh, this will be a sad story." "How...

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When we met Rachel I was aware that (a) we'd missed lunch and (b) I was very hungry. "Hungry?" I asked Henry. "Famished." "Is Chinese OK?" "Certainly." "Chinese?" I asked Rachel. She just smiled. "Taiwanese or spicier?" "Fu Manchu. The new location is nice, and Din Tai Fung is good but boring." Henry was smiling. "No opinion?" I asked. "I've been to neither. Spicy sounds just fine." While we walked over to Darlinghurst, Rachel asked what we had been doing that had...

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"What's the book?" I asked Henry two days later. "Barrow's The Art of Tahiti and the Neighbouring Society, Austral and Cook Islands. I've been thinking about dissertation topics." "Austral Islands?" "The southernmost group in French Polynesia. But I've been realizing that I need to travel more. I should go to see Uluru and some of the things in the Pilbara. In fact, I should look at some of the nearer sites. Have you ever been to Cuddie Springs or Lake Mungo?" "Yes. Rachel...

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In some ways, we "ignored" our anniversary. It just wasn't momentous. And Christmas shopping was exactly that. My parents, Rachel's parents; my sister, her brother; we each took an hour to get a secret whatever for each other. Then we had a discussion as to what to get for Henry. I suggested a gross of condoms, but Rachel thought that was gross (pun intended). Then she suggested we do the same for Al. We didn't. We went for quick lunch. Afterwards, we bought a copy of the Macquarie Book...

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The drive home from Canberra was pleasant: as we'd left Al with his parents, we were alone for a change. We stayed home all day Boxing Day; reading, watching the telly, enjoying being with each other. There were only a few phone calls – nothing disruptive. On the 27th I called dad and asked whether he'd like a few more boxes sorted: there were about 10 more. He said 'yes, ' but pointed out it would be Monday, Thursday and Friday because of the weekend and New Year's. On Saturday...

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"That's interesting," Rachel remarked when I told her about Sarah's interest. "We went on a trip to the preparation department at the museum in Perth when I was in school." [Western Australian Museum] "Do you mind my spending the dosh?" "It's only money. Didn't we get half back from Al already?" "Yes." "So it's a good investment. Do we have plans for the New Year?" "No. But I'd just as soon watch the fireworks on the telly. I'm not big on crush, noise and drunks this...

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I went by my dad's office, but was told by a receptionist that he wasn't expected until the seventh. I called Rachel and discovered that she was at home. So I went home, too. I was reading Germaine Greer's On Rage after dinner. It's about the widespread rage of indigenous men and was criticised as being racist. It followed Kevin Rudd's apology. But what got me to Greer was her militant feminism. How could my mum think that Sarah shouldn't be a taxidermist? That was sex stereotyping...

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Despite the heat, Wednesday morning I put on a light suit and a tie. A dean with an Order of Australia and two doctorates wasn't to be treated trivially. And I didn't want to appear to be a whiner. I didn't have to wait for very long. I was shown in to see Dean Riley immediately. As I sat down I could see a file folder on her desk with "Hollister, P." on its tab. "Good morning, Mr. Hollister." "Good morning, ma'am. Thank you for seeing me." She gestured towards a...

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At home, I looked up the vessel on the RAN site and found out a lot. HMAS Condamine was ordered as part of Australia's shipbuilding program during the Second World War. Twelve of these Australian built frigates were to enter service with the Royal Australian Navy. A further ten were ordered but cancelled as the war drew to a close. Eight, HMA Ships Barcoo, Barwon, Burdekin, Diamantina, Gascoyne, Hawkesbury, Lachlan and Macquarie, were built to the British River Class design and Australia...

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Thinking If you don't like reading, don't go to law school. I'd been told that a dozen times over the past eighteen months. I'm in the "bore you to death" part of law school's three year cycle: scare you to death, work you to death, bore you to death. I began reading the Australian Indigenous Law Review online. Everything discussed seemed so sad. Every attitude since 1788, even the best-intentioned, seemed to be off. Each activity went awry. The same thing could happen that happened...

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I went to the Museum on Tuesday morning. The Pilbara box was gone as were the anthropologists. There's a photo of an Arabana camp in Paterson's book. It was taken in 1891. There are 11 folks in the picture. In the 2006 Australian census there were only 12 Arabana speakers enumerated. A century of progress! Henry arrived and saved me from introspective depression. He'd spoken to someone at the Bishop Museum and was quite ebullient. "He was quite interested," Henry said. "He asked...

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Thursday morning I was back at the Dean's Office. "Good morning. I know you've been to UNSW because I received a call from Sean Brennan." "Yes, ma'am." "Have you anything to say?" "About any specific topic, ma'am? You told me to visit Dr. Brennan." "Are you being snarky?" "No more than usual, ma'am. Permit me: I saw you a week ago; you got me an interview with Dr. Brennan; you told me to return here. I'm here. What do you want me to say?" "I expected you to petition...

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The next week or so passed (relatively) peacefully. Al was restless, but seemed to calm once Cait returned to Sydney. I saw Henry at the Museum and Rachel saw him (and Winnie) at the Gallery. I heard nothing further from mum. At the beginning of February Sarah phoned. She'd completed her one week course and received compliments on her ability and on her drive to learn more. It was suggested that she study more anatomy. "That makes sense," I remarked. "I can study on-line," she...

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"Well, well, both Sarah and Patrick. The game's afoot, Weena!" "Dead to rights, dad. We confess and surrender." "To what?" "That's why I'm here. I'm going to ply you with Thai food and force you to our will!" "Well, I concede. Let me wash up and we can wend our way." Mum disappeared, too. I sipped some of my (instant!) coffee. Sarah just stared at me. "I'm Patrick Manchu in disguise; Fu's ever-more-devious grand-nephew." "I believe you." Dad must have overheard:...

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Things seemed to calm down. Dad phoned on Sunday. He'd found a local dealer with a new VW Polo (a demo) with under 2000k for a good price. And on Friday, Sarah and Weena had rented a place on Paget Street in Richmond, a mere 20-minute walk from the WSI. Sarah was going to measure rooms (and windows) after class on Monday so that a fortune might be spent on furnishings, including drapes or curtains. Rachel had "discovered" another Scandinavian artist, Asger Jorn, and a movement called...

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The autumn rolled along quite smoothly. Rachel was back at the Gallery and, I think, looking ever-more critically at the art works there. She spent a lot of time in the Library, looking at images and reading old issues of art journals. I'd been reading and one day I asked Sean about the 'Harvester judgement' of 1906 and why it hadn't applied to Aborigines. "That's interesting," he remarked. "We had a Commonwealth Court of Conciliation and Arbitration set up in 1903 to deal with...

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We were barely in the Lexus when I told Rachel: "I've got to apologize to Winnie and Sandra." "Hmmm?" "I was rude." "I know. You've always been that way. When you get irritated, you respond. When you protected me when we were little; when you feel others are mistreated. Tonight you felt that the bloke from Manchester was treating us like students. Well, we are students; but in that situation, we were guests; as he was. So you responded to his disdain." "Another...

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"Why is the opera doing so much Puccini?" I asked Rachel. "Sorry?" "Next season. I'm repelled by the programme." I waved the brochure. "Boheme, Butterfly, Tosca, and Turandot!" "And?" "Three Verdis! Aida, Traviata, and Don Carlos; two Mozarts: Magic Flute and Figaro; Faust; and Cole Porter's Anything Goes!. And they're starting out with The King and I! "Don't be such a snob! I think that most of the Puccini we've been to is sentimental and insincere. But they're tuneful...

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"Henry's flying back!" Rachel said. "Oh?" "Sarah called. He'd phoned her. The lava from the Pu'u 'Ō'ō vent on the east rift zone of Kīlauea is no longer flowing into or towards the ocean." "I assume that this means that they are – uh – still 'a number'." "I think each serves to satisfy the other's itch." "Rachel! That's far grosser than I'd expect from you!" "Yes, dear. But I don't know what else to say about either of them: neither appears to be matrimonially...

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I related what had transpired to Rachel with little understood. "When you get your degree you'll be able to say you're an art historian, right?" "Yes." "But when I get my degree in law, I can't be a lawyer." "Because the state says the Law Society can decide who practices." "Correct. States have the right to regulate competition in the public interest. But they cannot blindly outsource that responsibility to professionals who stand to benefit from such...

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I arrived home to learn that we'd not be going to Melbourne and Canberra soon: Al and Eddie were to be visiting both the Eyres and her mother for a fortnight in July. A few minutes on the Web got us on flights to to Canberra on Sunday the 10th; to Melbourne on the 17th; and home to Sydney on the 24th. I also booked us into the Grand Hyatt in Melbourne. I left booking a hotel in Canberra till I could get a suggestion, perhaps Rachel could get one from Winnie. (It turned out that we ended up...

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"Well," I said, "Here we are! Is there anything on this afternoon's agenda?" We were in the Grand Hyatt and had eaten a snack. "How about a glance at the Potter Center? It's only a few minutes away and they're open till 17:00." I laughed. "And what are we going to see? I know you've planned something." "This is the final week of the Sue Ford show." "I guess that's the something." Sue Ford [1943-2009] was a pioneer of Australian photography, and one of the most...

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I had a cappucino and a piece of pastry at the Hyatt while waiting for Rachel. I needed to calm down. I was acting more like a predator, lashing out a stimulus, than a conciliator. In my first class in law it had been pointed out that lawyers were middlemen. Though they served as prosecutors and defenders, they were agents for others. An agent can be passionate, but enthusiasm can never be the ruling force. I was letting my passion rule my reason. Rachel would help. She had always ... even...

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We were back home on Sunday in the early afternoon. After stuffing our clothes into the washer, we went off shopping to restock the fridge and larder. On Monday, Rachel went to see whether there were any textbooks for her courses. I sat and considered the future. I should go to the orientation session for the law exam on 13 October. Even if I ended up trying to practice law as Craig had mentioned, I should know what it was about. [see Chapter 74] I also needed to think about my course,...

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"OK," said Rachel. "I understand that what you're planning entails a big risk. I think I get it all. But could you just lay it out for me?" It was the beginning of October. We were both back in the classroom: I was attending one course and working at the journal, Rachel was at the Gallery and in two courses: Op Art and Pop Art, which she referred to as "optical illusions" and "cartoons." I was getting ready for the "information session" of the College of Law on Monday the...

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"Two more weeks," I said. "What?" "Just two more weeks: last lectures on the 30th." We were en route to my parents' for dinner. I'd stopped at the Market, so we'd brought a mass of flowers for my mum. "Have you decided?" "I think so. Have you?" Rachel was working on a big question, too: exactly what to do if, as we hoped, we remained in Sydney. Her options were all academic: do a fourth year at Sydney; do a programme elsewhere that wasn't a doctorate (curating,...

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While I was reporting to dad, Rachel arrived. I told her that I still wasn't certain and asked about her day. She was unhappy with the simplicity of merely deriving Pop Art from cartoons and adverts. "He makes it so-o-o simple! Dots from cartoons. Warhol's shoe adverts. Rosenquist's billboards! And it's all American pop. And he slights Oldenburg, even though he was an American, because he was born in Sweden! The Op Art class is so different. Maybe it's because Bridget Riley is a...

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I slept fine on Thursday night. I had thought that I might not. I thought the Serpent might visit. Nothing out of the ordinary transpired. Well, I had over six hours till my date with Craig and ... and whoever else I was meeting with. "Are you OK?," Rachel asked. "Sure." I looked up. "I'm worried. No. Concerned. I don't think Craig's loony. But I'm not sure he's really thought things through." "Like what?" "Well, under the NSW laws, the Bar Association certifies lawyers...

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