I think I was about 10 (1979) when I saw the neighbor laying out nude in her backyard. I was so fascinated and had no idea why. I sat and watched her for about 5 minutes. She never moved and I eventually got bored. But that image lived in my head for days. I did not know why at the time but I thought she was beautiful. Many years later I realize that first image was the thing that made me love the look of the naked body. I owe it all to my neighbor and her desire to not have tan lines.