<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Jerry Dawson</span></span></span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/52369226-3528-4ca1-91bb-aab87f83ff6d_zpsf1eea54c.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Jerry sighed loudly and then he moved closer to her. Seeing her like that, like some pile of misery and self-loathing hurt him. He couldn't leave her like that, there was no chance. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her small frame to his body.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Shush, stop being silly, Ivy. I can't accuse you for what you did for your little girl. I know that life wasn't easy for you and I believe you, when you say that you didn't like it. Look I know that you could have kept it to yourself. That you told me first thing in the morning tells me how serious you are and I appreciate it. I really do, as bad as you must think now of yourself."</span><br/><br/>His hand found her chin and he lifted it carefully up and turned it to him. He made her look in his warm eyes, before he kissed her softly. She was so fragile when it came to relationships and he knew that he had to give her at least a little assurance. A little bit she could cling to when he was gone. He took the pen and wrote his name, address and phone number on the paper.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"I'm not running away, Ivy. You can call me anytime you like, anytime you need help and I won't turn you down. I know you don't want my money anymore, but I want you to take it. You need it and it doesn't make the situation any better, if you have to find other ways to make money. I want to help you as much as I want to see you again."</span><br/><br/>He hugged her again and his voice got a little pained. He would have liked to tell her all, to start equally with all their bodies in the closet open on the floor, but he couldn't do, he simply couldn't do it.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Look, I know that it isn't fair that I am not telling you my secret. But I just need a few days to solve it hopefully. I can just tell you that the name Ivy Belmonte rings a bell with me and if I would have known that the black-haired vixen named Cat was Ivy, I would have never crossed your front step. It would have been unethical. But I am happy that I did come with you. You are special and I fight for you and for a future with you. I just have to put some obstacles off the road first."</span></div>