It was one of those of those nights. A lot of drinking and carousing South Dakota style in Deadwood on night years ago. Deadwood, in case you didn't know it is very "old school" when it comes to nightlife. By day Deadwood tries to live off of the tourist trade, promoting gold and brothels as enticements and while looking at a hole in the ground is fun for some, I was looking for something after hours and off the beaten path. Deadwood's history is well known, South Dakota fought to keep brothels open in Deadwood and even when the state outlawed prostitution Deadwood ignored that law, in fact the whore's of Deadwood received overwhelming support from the police and fire department's, the local clergy supported prostitution as well as the Boy Scout's and shop keepers. It was too bad that the relationship that was developed with a motorcycle gang running hookers and guns. Turns out one of those guns ended up murdering someone and it originated in Deadwood. So the authorities had to "shut down" the brothels and they then became tourist a attractions. You can go on a tour of a "former" brothel (they have "reenactment" rooms) and be greeted by a buxom woman dressed in red velour and hair do'd up she will regale you with stories of the good old days before running water, OSHA, electricity and when women had very little control over their lives - they couldn't vote but they can fuck, so what else is there to do. I asked my tour guide if there was a cemetery dedicated to the whore's abortions and still births. So if you are this far you are probably wondering about fucking ICE Barbie. Well like I said it was ne of those nights, one thing leads to another, I heard about the reenactment rooms during the tour and found out that they were available only to members of the Brothel Society, plus user fee. I signed up for an eleven o'clock slot. Entry at night is through the rear entry, I was led to my Reenactment Studio to meet my date. The Reenactment rooms are a well known secret in Deadwood, in fact it has been said that high school girls are recruited for summer jobs. This was late August, school hasn't started yet, the lights were dim, to emulate candle power from the good ol' days I'm told, my "date" entered, we exchanged pleasantries, she told me 157 times that she was 18, good enough for me, I don't remember too much except I'm sure I banged her on a couch with her ankles next to her ears. Looking back on it that chick looks like she could be ICE Barbie. She's from South Dakota right?
