There was an incidence which happened some fifty years ago. It was between a young lady and myself. To our view at the time, no one else was aware of it. It was simply an atttraction between us. As time would have it, it was not developed into anything sexual.

However a few years ago, the mother of the young lady approached to informed me that there was an exchange with her daugther way back them.

How did she know? The incidence as private.

That elderly woman is deceased but she described the exchange with her daugther in such detail, that it was scary.

Privacy?

What is that?

It has no meaning.

A person is better off being modest and forget about privacy because it does not exist anywhere.