the nude

The Nude

I was going home from my mate's house which meant
jumping over fences and running through other people's gardens, as I was climbing the last fence, I saw a woman standing by the fireplace, stark naked
I was fourteen, next year I would be fifteen confirmed
in church and a man(working life started early)
We boys had speculated what a girl looked like naked
One boy said he had seen his mother naked, he was told to shut up, our mothers were not a part of this.
She was big, had enormous breasts with brown tits
her hips were wider and she had thunderous legs
As I was fascinated, she was washing her forest of a triangle bent a bit forward.
She must have felt something staring at her, came to the window peering out as I crunched low by the fence
she drew the curtain.
The next day going to school I met her outside, she smiled and said: “Hello Peter.”
Oh, the shame, she knew my name, but I had seen her naked.