I was having a smoke last night (22Aug2017) around 1am. I saw this group of kids walking on the street dribbling a basketball, 5 of them around 13-14yo (I'm guessing here) never seen them before. They stop for a minute at the start of my neighbors drive and the porch light flashes, the wife come out, the boys walk up and she hugs them and then fucking kisses one and they go inside. My jaw hits the fucking floor and I drop my cigarette, I sat on my porch and waited....they left at 3:42 exactly. The husband I've only spoke to in passing and he works nights at a distro center, He's late 40's and she's early to mid 30's. I haven't told anyone and I've been wondering what to do.