Jonny Starr has been there and done that. In fact he’s done a lot—a lot of women, that is. As a top porn star, he realizes his worst nightmare: he can’t get it up anymore. Down on his luck, he goes to a bar and meets Ruby Santana, an herbalist who swears she can “fix” his problem. With nothing to lose, he goes to her shop where she mixes up some of her special “rub.” Jonny doubts her special concoction will fix his cock. Ruby invites him to her...
Jonny Starr has been there and done that. In fact he’s done a lot—a lot of women, that is. As a top porn star, he realizes his worst nightmare: he can’t get it up anymore. Down on his luck, he goes to a bar and meets Ruby Santana, an herbalist who swears she can “fix” his problem. With nothing to lose, he goes to her shop where she mixes up some of her special “rub.” Jonny doubts her special concoction will fix his cock. Ruby invites him to her room where he finds out how wrong he was.
Completely astounded and happy to be back in the game, Jonny asks Ruby how much this miracle in a jar will cost. But Ruby doesn’t want money; she wants all nine inches of Jonny for payment. They share a hot session of sex, and Jonny says he’ll be back for more. He returns to work and informs his friend and co-star, Nick Dickerson, that his problem is solved. Nick doesn’t believe until Jonny gives him some. Nick is amazed and wants to tag along the next time he sees Ruby. When the twosome show up in her shop, Ruby can’t believe her eyes. It’s a dream come true.
“You’re Jonny Starr,” a female voice to his left said.
He closed his eyes for a moment. No, he wanted to be left alone. Why couldn’t he be Roger Fornsby? Just tonight to be himself. “Maybe,” he said half-heartedly.
“You are, I know you are.”
“I’ve seen all your movies.”
Jonny almost didn’t want to regard the woman. Past experience told him that when a woman said she’d seen all his movies, it meant she was ugly. 99% of the time, he was right. Turning slightly, he looked at her. Interesting, he thought. She wore a black dress that reeked of Goth; her hair came out of her head like a wavy red waterfall on fire, terminating about her elbows. She wore way too much eye makeup, and her face was pale. Her ample hips filled out her dress. She wasn’t completely ugly, but certainly not his type. “Oh, great,” he said in a lackluster tone.
The bartender delivered his drink. Jonny picked it up and took a long drink. “Bad day…Bad couple of months in fact.” He wasn’t sure why he was telling her this; maybe he needed to get it off his chest.
“How so?” She sat next to him.
He put his hand on his forehead. “Every male porn stars’ worst nightmare.”
She leaned closer. “The mighty cock go on strike?”
Jonny nodded. “I don’t know why I’m telling you this.”
“It’s good to talk…Besides, I might be able to help you.”
He gave her a doubtful look. “Yeah, right.”
“No, seriously.” She offered her hand. “My name is Ruby Santana, and I’m an herbalist.”
He took her hand, still not sure. “You one of those folks who can solve everything with a salve or some herbs and such?”
Ruby giggled. “Well, I can cure lots of stuff—not everything. But for your condition, I do have something.”
“Really?” he scoffed.
“Yes, really.” She pointed over her shoulder. “My shop’s just around the corner. What can you lose? If it doesn’t work, you’re out nothing.”
Jonny shrugged his shoulders. She was right, what did he have to lose? “Not gonna make my cock fall off or nothin’ will it?”
Ruby playfully swatted him. “Heaven’s no!” She leaned close to his ear. “And I’d never dream of seeing any harm come to that lovely cock of yours.”
He looked at her, chuckled, then finished off his drink. “All right.” Pulling out his wallet, he waved a ten in the air. “Bartender, this enough to cover?”
“Uh, yeah, plenty.”
“Keep the rest as a tip.”
“Thanks, come again!”
“I hope so,” Jonny said under his breath.
After serving just over 20 years in the Air Force, I made the ultimate job switch: to farmer and author. It was a drastic change, not to mention a drastic pay cut! I’ve been writing 25+ years and have been published in a variety of media: book, newspaper, photography, and magazine. I love to write, it seems to be a passion I can’t ever seem to satisfy.