<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 grinned when she said it was only a strip- and nightclub. Or when she told him that the girl was giving the guy only a lapdance. He had heared his share of stories what was going on in The Nightlife, so he knew what would happen above.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Hey, I might look like an innocent idiot, but I know what is going on here. As I said, I heard a lot of stories, so you don't have to keep the fascade that this is a serious nightclub here. We both know that it is more, but it isn't bothering me. And in case you believe, I am a cop, I can reassure you that I am none. I am here for a field study, as to say. I work with Social Services and I have had so many cases with girls working as prostitutes that I thought I should get a firsthand impression of how it is. You can't give people help and advices if you have no idea what you are talking about."</span><br/><br/>It was a lie, but none of the bigger ones. He had worked till last week with Social Services and a good handful of the families that came for help had been single moms with a load of kids from different fathers, mostly ex-prostitutes. So he indeed had his share of cases involving prostitution and maybe he should have undergone that field study long ago. But here and today he only wanted to learn if the bartenders engaged in prostitution too. From what Cat just told it looked like a clear no, but the night was young and his flat wasn't really calling him, so he preferred to have some more smalltalk with this cutie here. She seemed to be that sort of girl his mom had always warned him off.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Isn't it difficult to work in here and to maintain a serious fascade in public? I believe you can't run around and tell the folks that you work as a bartender at the Nightlife. Some may turn away in their hypocritical ways, others may push you into a drawer labelled slut and only a few may understand that it isn't easy to find a job as a young girl. I guess your parents don't like your job and I guess they are not the only ones."</span><br/><br/>Asking her straightaway, if her boyfriend or husband liked her working as a bartender in a brothel seemed like overstepping a lot of taboos. Jerry had not been raised in a way, that the grey zones of society had been discussed openly. His parents had been happy with him getting a degree in psychology, but that he decided then to work for the Welfare... well, it had left them speechless. That part of the society, the downfallen, the underprivileged, the poor, had never been a topic in the house Dawson. Why their son decided to work in this area was some enigma to them. But Jerry had his reasons, one was a strong sense of inequity and poor chances for those who weren't born lucky. And his other motivation had been, that he wanted to give those growing up in difficult circumstances a fair chance.</div>