My first job every morning was to open my work shed , get the keys for the car park gate and sunken bollards. Walking towards the gate ,keys in hand ,...I heard a voice I recognised say ‘ what time is this ‘,then a laugh, it was Marion , ‘what you doing here this time of day ‘ I asked ,puzzled, knowing she had a daughter to get ready for school , then noticing she was in jeans and sweatshirt , not her normal golf wear. ‘ long story short ‘ she said , ‘ I’ve chucked my bastard husband out last. Lou’s big, swinging semi hard dick does the same to Sue.Surprising us, Barry rushed over to hug them both. He shifted then crushed Lou’s cock shamelessly against his belly then Bev’s soft tits against him as he kissed her warmly.“Aren’t you a little overdressed, per your sign on the front door?” quipped Lou. There was no sign when we’d arrived. Mario and Maria arrived just then, both also naked. Maria’s firm and high C-cups were always a joy to see and taste. They all hugged closely.Bev chimed. O amar dike gadho chokhe takiye achhe kaeno e vabtei kheyal holo ami kono rokome lingi jodiyechhi bote kintu ga.E to kichhu diini! Sorrry bole bed room theke t shirt goliye aslam.Anchol chhoto kore kutukutu mai daekhanor chesta,dhuktei bollo prothom sorryr karon? Ghabde giye bollam oi sokale ektu omon thake..Omon bolte? Bole sumoti jhnuke pode badami maier khnaj daekhate daekhate tea pot theke cha dhalte laglo..Ami kono uttor dichchhi na ,deep focus kore or kutikuti maier bnota khnujchhilam. Apparently he kept his life away from the group home as private as possible. The only thing we knew was that he never had any kids of his own. I never even knew his first name. While the younger councilors always had us call them by their first names, with Mr. Jarvis, it was always "Mr. Jarvis".He was kind of a gruff man, not much on small talk and always right to the point. He was stoutly built and getting a little heavy around the midsection, like many men his age. I guess you'd say he was.