CONVINCING YOU Copyright © 2020, J.M. Adele All rights reserved Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means without the prior written permission of the author of this book. This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead is purely coincidental. Any actual places, products or events mentioned are used in a purely fictitious manner. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various places/products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission and is by no way sponsored by the trademark owners. Edited by CREATING ink Proofed by Fiona Dreaming Cover by Tall Story Designs Formatted by Book Flare Publishers Kindle Edition For my B. I wish you could understand that I will love you for eternity no matter what you do or say, or how far you roam. No matter your achievements or failures. There is no stopping this love. I wish you would believe you deserve it. I wish it was enough. Coming Home Series Shattered Home Remembering Home Finding Home Leaving Home (TBA) Coming Home (TBA) Sensing Series Sensing You Convincing You Indulging You (TBA) Bloodlust Series Ashes and Dust Ember and Flame Bone and Blood (TBA) Titles by J.M. Aussie Glossary Prologue Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty Chapter Twenty-One Chapter Twenty-Two Chapter Twenty-Three Chapter Twenty-Four Chapter Twenty-Five Epilogue Acknowledgements Excerpt from Sensing You About the Author Agro – Aggression Bags – Call dibs. To claim something as yours before anyone else can. Barbie – Barbecue. Grill. Blow chunks – Vomit Bogan – An uncouth person Bomby – A dive where you curl into a ball to make a large splash Chippie – Carpenter Dacks – Pants Dunny – The toilet FIFO – Fly in, fly out. An acronym used to describe workers who are flown on-site to work, and flown back home at the end of their block of shifts Galah – Australian species of bird Glove Box – Glove compartment or jockey box Gob – Mouth Goldy – The Gold Coast in Queensland, Australia Grog – Alcohol Grub – Food Idiot Box – Television Jackeroo – Young man working on a sheep or cattle station. The female equivalent is Jilleroo. Knackered – Exhausted Let one rip – Fart Macca’s – McDonald’s Maggoted – Drunk “Nah, yeah” – Yes Op shop – Thrift store Portaloo – A portable toilet often used on a worksite Pulling someone’s leg – To tease them Ranga – Redhead Rocky – Rockhampton, Queensland, Australia Shirt-front – To push your chest into another person’s. Usually an aggressive move Smoko – Morning tea or afternoon tea break Sneakers – Running shoes Sparrow’s fart – Before dawn Stubbies – A brand of workwear. Refers specifically to shorts Squiz – A glance or a look Taking the piss – Having a laugh Thong – Beach footwear. Flip flop. Tool – Idiot Tucker – Food Uni – University Ute – Utility vehicle or pickup truck. A car with a tray on the back for hauling loads Veg – Relax “Yeah, nah” – No The following story contains scenes that may be of a disturbing nature to those sensitive to triggers. Please do not proceed if you feel you may be at risk of emotional or psychological harm in doing so. Please reach out for support should you need any. You don’t have to suffer alone. Call me John Doe Rockhampton, Australia 26th June, 2006 They sashayed around in their short skirts, flashed their cotton underwear as they bent over. And then pretended they didn’t want a man’s dick buried deep inside them. Fucking schoolgirl cock-teasers, playing a dangerous game. They asked for it and I was ready to give it. Girls wanted me to get them alone so I could fuck them raw. I had them begging for it just with a look. And when I caught one of my little does, they were always bucking for a fucking. My cock lengthened in readiness as my brain teased out a scenario. All I had to do was choose who the next doe would be. A young blonde jogged over to her brunette friend, perky tits bouncing all the way. I reckoned she’d be about fourteen. Just the right age. Not too young to be completely naive to female power, but not old enough to know how to wield it as a weapon. Fourteen was the perfect age for me to make a girl believe her self-worth was under my control. I couldn’t decide which one I liked better. The brunette was taller, but she had less meat on her bones. Her hair only just reached her shoulders. That was a shame. I liked to wrap a good length around my wrist when I pounded their flesh. Two more girls joined their group. A plump, auburn-haired beauty, and another blonde—this one flat chested. Wait. I looked closer. No. I could just see the outline of swollen nipples. She was just developing. Perfect. So many girls ripe for the picking. Which one will it be? Andrea Brisbane, Australia 19th December, 2016 A cracker loaded with brie and quince paste was passed in front of my face as Lee handed it to Ronnie. Brie. Sweet, sweet, unpasteurised, soft, bacteria-ridden cheese. Oh, how I’ve missed you. I licked my lips, sucking in the smell as my nose followed the delicacy. “Are you sniffing my food?” Wrinkles carved grooves into Ronnie’s cheeks. “It has been nine months. Nine. Months. Yes, I’m sniffing the brie. I miss it.” My statement came out as a whimper. Ronnie took a small bite before asking, “Can you still have soft cheese if you’re breastfeeding?” “I don’t think so,” Lee answered, scrubbing the back of his freckled neck. I arched my sore
