Canberra
Copyright© 2020 by Peter H. Salus
Chapter 4
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4 - After nearly two years, the CSIRO moves Gordy from Brisbane to Canberra. Over the next three years he encounters a number of individuals and situations, largely in eastern Australia.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Heterosexual Fiction
I was four years out of graduate school. I was becoming known to a certain extent. One of my notes – on Rhytidoponera metallica, the green ant or metallic pony ant – appeared in Australian Entomologist. Another appeared in Austral Entomology, the journal of the Australian Entomological Society. I’d done my bit in Hobart and taught at ANU in 1998. I received several verbal ‘pats.’ It was a good beginning to 1999.
I was invited to give a Tuesday talk at the Entomological Society of Queensland in Brisbane and at the end of April I flew to Townsville via Sydney to represent the CSIRO at the Australian Society of Sugar Cane Technologists (seriously; they’re very concerned about insect pests and Kevin knew of my paper on detrimental arthropoda).
When I got back to the lab on May 3rd, I found a heavily engraved envelope: it was a formal invitation to Laura’s wedding, to ... one of the princes of Liechtenstein! Well, I suppose that was what she wanted ... she couldn’t manage a Grimaldi. I would send my “regrets,” of course. I thought about my crazy weekend last year. Was I Laura’s frolic among her inferiors? Her bit of rough?
I was invited to give a paper in Adelaide, at the South Australia Museum, and dug into my (old) notes from my trip to the Great Victoria Desert while I was at Long Pocket. I went to Merchant of Venice at the Theatre Centre, but it wasn’t the same without Bettina. I realized that Shakespeare was far more when you discussed the play afterwards. In August I saw the Australian Ballet’s version of Don Quixote with music by a nineteenth century Russian composer named Minkus. The dancing was terrific, but the music just wasn’t my thing.