When I was late 18 I began doing odd jobs for our neighbor Miss Grace, who was then about 50-ish and had been widowed. These jobs included a bit of gardening, cleaning the gutters, washing her car, etc. Mom didn’t mind my going over there and the pocket money was good. Several months later, one summer day I was standing cleaning some leaves out of the gutter when I found I could look into her bathroom and there she was stepping into a shower. I only saw her bum but it was enough to make me
