Me and My Boi Blog Tour

Despite having read hundreds of Regency-set romances, my story for Me and My Boi: Queer Erotic Stories, “Measure of a Man,” is the first time I ever attempted to utilize that time period myself. Being me, I chose to do so with a twist or two–or three–on a trope-y plot.

“Measure of a Man” is a story of discoveries, acceptance, and happy endings.

Here’s how the story begins:

Jerusha Pettifer desperately needed this position.

He checked the fall of his breeches to make sure everything was fastened and in place, smoothed a hand over his waistcoat, and twitched his cravat, hoping the shabby shirt beneath wasn’t obvious. He couldn’t do anything about his age, or his face.  He bit the inside of his cheek, hard; the momentary pain distracted, then calmed him.  He lifted his gloved hand to the knocker and rapped.

Ten minutes later, he sat in a sober library, gaping at the woman of the house and wondering if he should suddenly pretend another appointment.

Mrs. Lambert said, calmly, “Your expression, Mr. Pettifer! So droll.  You are suspicious of our desires?  Tell me what you think.  What you truly think.”  The words rolled from her mouth rich and inflected as an actor’s, in direct contrast to her staid afternoon gown, lavishly trimmed in lace that matched the cap over her greying red hair.  When she stopped speaking, Jerusha found himself wishing she would say something else.  Anything else.

The other woman in the room, introduced to him only as Lilias, licked her lips. She had been the first clue these women were not looking for an ordinary footman.  She lounged on a settee in the corner, wearing a man’s silken banyan and, so far as he could tell, nothing else.  He’d been trying very hard not to imagine that nothing else, nor to imagine what she’d been up to before he’d arrived, and failing miserably.

A recklessness he’d never felt before tingled through his muscles. “Yes, I am suspicious,” he said.  He touched his crooked nose, indicated his rough brawniness.  “A man like me?”  Bluntly, he added, “Going through the Registry to find yourself a man-whore, you could’ve found a lot younger and prettier.”

The silence seemed to vibrate.


Victoria Janssen has written three novels for Harlequin, including The Duchess, Her Maid, The Groom and Their Lover, as well as short stories. Her recent work may be found in Thunder of War, Lightning of Desire: Lesbian Historical Military Erotica from Lethe Press.

Links to the complete Blog Tour, and book giveaway details:

June 12—Sacchi Green—

June 13—Annabeth Leong–

June 14—Anna Watson—

June 15—Sinclair Sexsmith–

June 16—Jove Belle–

June 17—Tamsin Flowers–

June 18—Victoria Villasenor—

June 19—J, Caladine—

June 20—Victoria Janssen–

June 21—Dena Hankins–

June 22—D. Orchid—

June 23—Pavini Moray–

June 24—Melissa Mayhew—

June 25—Jen Cross—

June 26—Kyle Jones–

June 27—Gigi Frost–

June 28—Aimee Hermann—

June 29—Sommer Marsden—

June 30—Axa Lee—

July 1— Kathleen Bradean—


Anyone who comments on any of the posts will be entered in a drawing for one free copy of the anthology. You can comment on more than one post and be entered more than once. The winner will be announced and notified by July 5, if not sooner.

About Victoria Janssen

Victoria Janssen [she, her] currently writes cozy space opera for Kalikoi. The novella series A Place of Refuge begins with Finding Refuge: Telepathic warrior Talia Avi, genius engineer Miki Boudreaux, and augmented soldier Faigin Balfour fought the fascist Federated Colonies for ten years, following the charismatic dissenter Jon Churchill. Then Jon disappeared, Talia was thought dead, and Miki and Faigin struggled to take Jon’s place and stay alive. When the FC is unexpectedly upended, Talia is reunited with her friends and they are given sanctuary on the enigmatic planet Refuge. The trio of former guerillas strive to recover from lifetimes of trauma, build new lives on a planet with endless horizons, and forge tender new connections with each other.
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