Now they have no money, no jobs and no place to go for help. They can't even afford to put their belongings in storage. They have no immediate family ...they can contact for help. This town doesn't even have a homeless shelter. They have no place to go.When she finally got to the end of her tale of woe I was speechless for a moment. It was a sad story but the fact that their life has imploded is their problem, not mine. Finally I said simply, "You can't stay here. You have to get your things out. He slid a finger over my pussy, getting it even wetter than before, I'm thinking to myself He's got to know that this calms me and relaxes me, he's just got to know. After a few minutes he had me stand up and bend over, as far as I could. I felt so vulnerable to him doing this. While like this he played with my pussy some more, I could feel Him get up as he told me not to move and he walked away, I could hear noises in the back ground not knowing what it was I stood there shaking. He came back. "Hey handsome," she said, setting the book aside and standing up. "What's up?" I'm not sure," I said, "hang on a second." I turned away and called, "Mom?"She popped in a few feet away, wearing an apron and holding a large spoon."Already planning Thanksgiving dinner?" I asked, smiling."Jimmy! Hi! What brings you... ? Oh, what am I saying? Yes, I've been thinking about how different it's going to be with just the three of us for dinner this year. It's just going to be so strange without the. . one that could benefit them all.“Oh ... okay. At least some good can come from this, then, before you put Luke back to normal. And maybe not ... completely back to normal. Maybe we can get him to do some things ... better. Like more attention to his studies and things like that. For his own good, of course,” Claire thought aloud, seeing some benefits from this, “so, out of curiosity, how would this help me and your father again?”“Well, Mom, it could make work and housework less stressful for.