About 20 years ago, my neighbor’s daughter spent the summer living with him in an upstairs bedroom right across from mine. She was near the end of college, so about twenty-one, an attractive brunette with just a little extra flesh, and large breasts. Almost immediately after she moved in, I could be sitting in my downstairs living room, and I would look up and see her in her bra. Quite often she would get ready to go out for the evening and have the lights on in her bedroom; shades wide open, and parading around in her underwear, even trying on multiple outfits in front of her mirror. I could easily see her from my living room, which means that so could anybody else in my house. I could also see her from my front porch, from out on the sidewalk, and especially from my upstairs bedroom window right across from her.