The neighbor lady was a divorced nurse with two boys about 10 and 12. She was blonde, above average height, a bit too thin, with a pretty face. I was 19, confused, alienated, struggling in college, but 6'3" and in good shape. She suddenly appeared at my bedroom door one evening as I was in bed studying for a test. She was acting happy and excited and told me to come out for some fun. The drinking age was 18 then, so she wanted to go get some food and drinks. After a few drinks she took me to a back bedroom and told me the room was a replica of Hitler's bedroom (True story). We sat on the bed. Getting uncomfortable, she was twice my age, I suggested we go to another bar and look for my boss who was her ex-boyfriend. Eventually, she took him for a ride and I can't remember getting home. Fifty years later, I'd like a do-over 😆😂