CONVINCING YOU
Copyright © 2020, J.M. Adele
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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.
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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
