Dear Prudence,
I am a man in my 50s who has been married for more than 25 years. For financial reasons I have been living and working about 200 miles from home four days a week for the past several months. I'm renting a furnished basement with a private entrance in the home of a single, professional woman in her early 60s. Until recently I saw her in passing once every two or three weeks, and I have never been invited upstairs. Then about a month ago, early one morning, I was naked in the bathroom shaving. I finished my shave, turned to get into the shower, and there she was, standing at the bathroom door! I froze. She simply said, "Good morning. I'm driving in today. Would you like a lift to the office?" I managed to squeak out, "Sure. Thanks." When I went out to the car to meet her, neither of us mentioned the incident. Since then she has begun to visit me and reveal personal details of her life. I now close the bathroom and bedroom doors, and I am much more cautious about my stage of dress at all times. Should I say I'm sorry I was naked? Should I be angry with her for invading my space? Should I look for another apartment? Should I just forget it?
—Nothing Left To Hide