Hi! My name is Janell Elizabeth Meyer. That is actually a pen name! I've self-published erotic fiction as an ebook (available on Smashwords.com) and as a print book on Lulu.com. I've also submitted my stories on short-fiction.co.uk and I have had more than 32,000 views. My stories feature spanking and tickling as a form of punishment and foreplay. I'm not so much excited about sex scenes, but hot foreplay is really what turns me on. So I write stuff that excites me! Currently I am working on an erotic romance, and that can be found on that short fiction website I mentioned earlier. I chose that site because it has a high amount of traffic. I didn't know about lush stories until I saw a Youtube clip that mentioned it. I do enjoy getting feedback on my work (I don't have an editor OR an agent) so I'm having to do it all (proofreading, edtiing) all by myself. That's kind of scary, but I've had really good feedback on my work. Like I said, this is a pen name. If you saw me in public, you would not guess that I write erotic fiction. I look a bit like E. L. James. So if I upload a picture, it will be the cover of my first book, "Anything For Georgetown And Other Stories." However, I am NOT interested in hooking up. Please don't contact me looking for friendship, a flirtatious email relationship (especially if you're married--WTF?) or a quick fuck. Feedback about my stories are fine, just understand I'm not interested in men or women. Men have been shitty to me, and I'm not interested in women, nor do I want to learn how to be interested in women. If you don't understand, that's fine. No one does.
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Okay, I finally got around to reading these replies. Thanks for responding.I'm trying to lose weight and I've lost 20 pounds so far, and plan to lose more. That being said, it would be nice if a guy could understand that. The guy I mentioned previously who wanted to date me is getting worse health-wise. I don't think he works, and I think his plan is to coast until he can get disability.I try to explain and give examples of what I've been dealing with. If I seem overly detailed, sorry. I like to write and I like to give examples of what has happened. And feel free to tune out. Most men do.There's really no place to go to meet the kind of men that I want to meet. I've gone jogging, skating, walking around the mall, and walking around my neighborhood, but it really blows when I smile and say hi to the men out working in their yards, etc. and they don't respond to me. If they aren't going to smile and say hi back, why bother?The one guy I've been really interested in is married. He started talking to me last fall (he complimented me on my hair right after I got it cut) and I developed a crush on him. I really felt like I hit it off with him, but he's married. He approached me (he initiated conversation) and I felt comfortable with that, so I started talking to him. I've tried to start conversations with men, only to have that glazed look in their eye, even when I ask THEM questions that are legitimate and not stupid bullshit small talk questions.I go skiing because I love it, and I go to an amusement park on a regular basis, but I've spent the entire day at both places without seeing a man I'm interested in talking to, nor do men approach me. And if they do talk to me at the ski place, it's to ask me if I want to borrow goggles or something.So I'm out there doing stuff that I like, but the men I see don't strike me as being very interesting. If I ski every weekend and go to the amusement park every week during the summer (which I cannot afford) I doubt I would improve my chances.I think I know what the answer is. Something is terribly wrong with me and I can't figure out what's wrong, what will work (I've been in therapy for four years now) and I'm almost tired to death trying to figure it out.Thanks anyway.
"Be who you want to be." I'm trying.
I have several songs, or instrumental pieces that I would list. Probably too many to remember, but here are a few in no particular order:"All I Want" by Toad the Wet Sprocket. The 1990s seemed like a great time for me. I was like a kid, but I was an adult. I had plenty of time and money and credit cards to travel, go to concerts, and time to socialize. Every time I hear this song, I think of the vibe of that period, and how good it was."Everybody Wants To Rule the World" by Tears For Fears. Seems like a happy and sad song at the same song. Like, you've got to give everything your best shot, but even if you didn't make it, at least you tried.Pretty much any R&B song from the 1970s. Even if they talked about "getting it on" they did it in a way that wasn't vulgar. And the vocals seemed so pretty, along with the instrumentation, which seemed to use a wide variety of sounds."Get Down Tonight" by KC and the Sunshine Band. That opening guitar solo is awesomely iconic."Never Tear Us Apart" by INXS. A sensual, soulful song with a great sax solo. "Cherry Pink and Apple Blossom White" by Perez Prado. A cha cha cha from the 50s. Sexy and chock full of personality, I think of my dad when I hear this, because he loved Latin jazz and Afro-Cuban jazz music, among other things.Instrumental selections from "Carmen" by Bizet. My dad would play this on Sunday mornings. So dramatic and Spanish and proud."Nessun Dorma" from Turandot. When Paul Potts sang this, I cried. Again, romance and drama.There's a lot more, but that's what I have for now!
Greetings gentlemen, and any ladies reading this!I've sort of made peace with this issue, but I've not had luck with men in my life. I've been picked on as a kid, and my brother has treated me horribly (so I refuse to call him, unless he calls me) and as a result, I've been a bit afraid of men for a long time. I've had crushes on guys and guys ONLY, but if I approached them, they always turned me down. After decades of this, I told myself, "just concentrate on yourself, and getting a career or better job, make some money, and live your life. You probably won't ever meet a guy, so just get on with it, and don't base your life's happiness on whether or not you get a boyfriend" (I was 39 when I made this declaration, and never had a boyfriend--I'd dated guys, but never a boyfriend.) A few months after I made this declaration, someone who had read some of my writing a few months before, who had commented on it, contacted me and we started emailing. We eventually went out, and I finally had a relationship.I was attracted to him and everything, and the first couple months it seemed okay, but then it went downhill. Long story short, we were together for 3 1/2 years. I learned some things I should have learned when I was 20, but one thing I haven't learned is why I've not had good luck when it comes to men.I could not seduce anyone to save my life. I feel invisible. And I'd like to know how much self-esteem and confidence play in the whole man-woman thing. I was more accomplished than my boyfriend (I was 12 years older) but he was threatened that I eventually made more money than he did (I was working three jobs) and dismissed the writing I do (he called it G-rated porn) and told me a book project I'd wanted to work on was stupid.But long before I met him, I never knew how to talk to men, and even now, sometimes they condescend to me. I feel like sometimes I have this tattoo on my forehead that is visible only to men, and it says, "treat me like shit." I don't know if it's my looks or what. I have a weak chin, which I've been self-conscious about for YEARS. Even when I was slender, I had bad luck with men. The men I was always attracted to were always taken, and the available guys I was not attracted to.There's a guy I've known for 10 years, and I could probably have been his girlfriend, but I am not attracted to him. Even though I am overweight, I exercise, and I like to go out and do stuff--check out the street fairs and festivals, go to amusement parks, take walks, things like that. This guy is way too overweight to do stuff like that, and I don't want to sit around and just eat all the time with him. I am not the kind of woman who can wrap guys around her finger (I'd love to know what that's like) so it's not like I can say, "hey, let's walk around the mall for a while," or "hey, let's go to the gym." A friend suggested I go on Match.com after my breakup, and for kicks, I saw some of the guys that were "matches" but I am not attracted to any of them, nor do their profiles seem particularly interesting to me.I am the kind of woman that you don't notice. I've wondered why men seem to ignore me, and everyone has told me, "just be yourself." Well, being "myself" is not what men want. I've wondered where I've gone wrong. I think it's way too late for me, because I've looked and wondered and I can't find the answer. It can't be the fact that I'm overweight, because I've seen (and I've known) morbidly obese women who have husbands or guy friends, and one that I know personally is downright narcissistic. She used to say mean things to me until she pushed my button one too many times and I got back at her and told her I was tired of her shit.It would be nice on occasion to step out with a guy that I dig, but I've had bad luck with men, and feel that if I advertise on a site, I'll attract some real weirdos (I worked with someone who went on to murder a local professor, and his accomplices were caught, but the guy I worked with wasn't caught until about six or seven years ago.) I'm getting really good feedback on my writing, and I'm trying to get through a financial crisis (which I think will end in a few months), so I've got some things to look forward to, but I wonder where I've gone wrong when it comes to men. The guy I've felt the most confident with ran off to marry a girlfriend (whom I didn't know about until my friend came back to town and told me about her). I knew the marriage would end, and I was right. My friend moved back to town, and I contacted him to ask what happened to us (I am not sure why he kept her a secret; if we were just friends, why wouldn't he tell me about her until the last minute) and he apologized, but we have not resumed our friendship. I emailed him a few times, and he responded, but the last time I emailed him it was last summer and he never wrote me back.Any thoughts?
The trailer parks are absolutely full of women that prefer a man's big heart.The top travel spots in the world are full of women that prefer a fat wallet. (NOTE: Women need great looks and bodies to qualify for this position)The beds are full of women that love that big cock and it's certainly fun and feels good but it doesn't last long and leaves them thinking of fat wallets.The real truth that is completely self evident to most men that have been around much is that an average size cock will get you by 95% of the time and a big heart will get you a good stable woman that will burden you with kids, a big mortgage, and a woman that loses interest in sex shortly after marriage. Money will get you almost any woman you want and if you're smart you'll never let one take your money when you tire of her and want another.Men that know women will tell you that no matter what a woman says, she wants security first, last, and most importantly and that's what truly motivates women and unless she's ovulating and looking for a sperm donor to make babies, she'll go for the money every time when she actually makes a decision on what man to pick.It's an oversimplification but women want security (money) and men want big tits on an insatiable whore. LOLI know this post won't make me very popular but I've never been very popular anyway and at least I don't spread around a bunch of BS in hopes of duping some woman into sex. I DO wish I got more sex though but then who doesn't... LOL He Makes More Than You Do.JPG isnt Everything.jpg Yes, that's pretty much it. People may not like you, but I agree with you on this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I use a Homedics massager. That definitely does the job! It says not to use it on small places (haha) but I like the fact I can adjust the intensity of it. I also have a leather paddle left over from when I had a boyfriend.
I'm not a guy but there are definitely guys out there who like curvy women. So don't worry about it.
Beth was getting tired of the fund-raising. She knew it was necessary, especially for the music department of Bryant High School. As a senior, she was well-versed in all the things they’d tried over the years: corsages for the homecoming dance, cheese and sausage in October, grapevine wreathes in November, candy in December. Then, when the weather got warmer, car washes and the annual...
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It started with the glances. The library was a place where it was easier to study than the cafeteria in the student union. Jane would go there after she was done with the class she taught. After grades got updated and everything was done for next class, she did her studying. After years of teaching at the local community college, she found out she enjoyed it. She didn't enjoy her piecemeal way...
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The spring semester droned on. Monica found keeping up her self-confident persona a bit difficult. The sex with Houlihan was amazing and frightening at the same time. He’d finally satisfied her, bringing her to orgasm, the first she’d ever had with a man. But it was her first and last time. He’d made it clear that since she’d lied to him about having any more stripping parties, then doing the...
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She stripped down to nothing. Houlihan wasn’t thinking of anything except ravishing her flesh, because she had infuriated him. Had disobeyed him. He brought out the paddle and feather, and had her lay across his desk, as before. He started at her ankles, this time, slowly drawing the feather up and down her legs. This time, he brushed his fingertips and the feather up the insides of her...
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Monica looked behind her. Some boys had come upbehind her, and she and Nick had been surrounded, but when Blake had tripped up the stairs, Nick had whirled around and two of the boys who had come up behind them saw the gun and backed away. She got up the stairs and burst out of the house. Nick followed behind her. Oh Geez, she thought. This was bad. This was very bad. Nick had asked her...
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December 27 was bitterly cold. Monica picked up Nick at his home. As usual, he used the excuse that he was helping someone study. He didn’t want his parents to know he was a bodyguard. He got in Monica’s Mustang and they headed off towards Sycamore Forest, a subdivision of mini-mansions on the southwest side of the city. Trees bordered the neighborhood, giving it an air of seclusion, and one...
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Over the Christmas break, Blake Hartley had calledMonica up. He managed to get some guys to pony up for one of Monica’s stripping parties. She hardly talked about them anymore, but part of the attraction was the infrequency of the event. Once every two months. Otherwise, it became routine. But this was a different situation. Monica hadn’t danced in months—well, she hadn’t danced for any of...
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After Monica had left, Houlihan got up from his chair and changed into his sweats. He always brought an entire change of exercise clothes to work every day. He’d put himself in a precarious situation, but among the faculty and administration, Monica O’Toole caused mixed reactions. She was one of their brighter students, but her reputation baffled and even ashamed them. It was known that she...
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“So, Monica. You’re willing to do this?” “Well, yeah. I mean, it kind of sounds like fun in a way. The boys … well, they’re just interested in sex, and that’s pretty much it. They're all about sticking it in, and … I’ve not even had an orgasm. I don’t know if there’s something wrong with me … but …” Houlihan chuckled. “You’re young yet. To be honest, you probably won’t reach your sexual...
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“This school has a reputation for being very good, and we want to uphold that. You’re not helping matters any by being mean to students and flaunting your sexuality.” “It’s a crime to be sexy? You sound like Brenda. I can’t help it if she’s ugly.” “But you can stop your behavior.” “And what if I don’t want to?” Houlihan was still sweating. “I went to Georgetown, you know.” This...
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