It was getting on so I decided to knock it on the head for the night and she offered to see me out. Upon exiting she asked to come back tomorrow night...as she needed some help with moving something."No worries, I'll be here," I said, and off I went.The next night I arrived back to hers and in we went. I moved a few bits for her as she wanted and after she asked if I had time for a drink. I obliged and had a can or two of lager.We sat apart, me on the floor just by her chair and she commented. "Come on" she sobbed as she walked to the door. "Thanks to you we are expelled from the church"The relationship with my mother, who was already not that good, had fallen to the lowest point. I was the cause of all the misery in her life.A month later we moved to the city.My mother went there to the church again, and I went to another school in the city.The relationship with my mother remained cool and uncomfortable. And that remained so until I graduated from high school.As soon as I had. He was right, she was there. Clair stood at the stove, cooking something as two horny males, Mike and JD, said hello to her. Clair turned around and smiled at them. The woman was happy to see them. Mike helped her family with money many times and she was very grateful for it. She welcomed him with open arms. Then Clair turned her head to JD and said “Hi” to him. “Is Kate in, Clair?” Mike asked in a friendly tone. “Yes, she just came in. Has anything happened?” Clair looked alarmed. “No, no.. She entered my office andwalked up to me with her hips swaying in a samba that made Xavier Cugatsound like Spike Jones."Ms Masters, I suppose?" she asked.I let go of my rod and tapped a cigarette out the pack. As I lit it, Ireplied, "You suppose right, dollface."I took a drag from my Lucky Strike and held out the pack for her, "Carefor a fag" I offered. As she nodded okay, her dangling earring clangedlike wind chimes. As I lit her smoke, she leaned forward and began totell me her troubles, as.