In part one of this tale, I related how my husband Cal and I had moved to a new neighborhood in Florida and how my morning running and exercising by our backyard pool evolved. With my husband's encouragement, I was stripping and swimming nude at the conclusion of my workout. The twist to all of this was that our neighbor, Richard, had an office overlooking our pool and had a bird's eye view of me exercising naked. I had checked out his office when I was watching their house while they were on vacation and found he had a tripod-mounted camera with dozens of explicit photos of me.

I told...