Cecil Part II
CECIL PART 2 The bar was packed, not because it was entertaining or a nice place for conversation, it was packed because the Buffalo Pussy Posse was out in force tonight. The bar was three deep in streetwalkers, hookers, pimps and huggermuggers. Ruby and Cici (nee Cecil), had seats on the end of the curved bar in the back. The city was doing its once every six months attempt to keep the Chippewa Strip free of ladies of the evening and all that was associated with them. “Must be a convention in town.” Stated Ruby in a matter of fact manner. “Must be.” Answered Cici. Cici had recovered from her facial surgery in Baltimore the month before, and was in full make up. Her hair now extended down to the middle of her back and …