My dad had a similar problem, he would regularly chat to his next-door-neighbour, usual stuff, passing the time of day, the bloke would mention his kids, including his daughter who was making a name for herself on TV.
Anyhoo one night there she was in some BBC drama, and she got her kit off for a full frontal, and very nice it was too, for me anyway, my poor oul' fella on the other hand was horrified.
He could never have a conversation with the neighbour again, he'd mutter something about how he had some urgent job and rush on, or just try to avoid going out if the bloke was in his garden.
I asked him what the problem was, "I've seen his daughter stark naked, how the hell can I ever look him in the eye again, or even talk to him? I am so mortified."
The problems of an Irish Catholic upbringing.
FFS Man! How long have you been on this site????? You know the drill - a name is required, or even better, pictures!