Last friday, my SS transitioned to our home. He reported to me that his mother and step-father befriended a homeless male adult that walked up to them while they were painting their porch, offered his help, and they ended up letting this man stay at their house. That first night, this man was found in SS's step-brother's bed. When SS confronted his mother about his fears regarding this man, his mother told him that he had nothing to worry about and that the man inadvertedly had gone to the wrong room. SS told his mother that this man could end up in his bed.