When I just got out of college I had a row with my housemates, so I moved in with some other guys who were renting a house. One thing I was warned about was the "crazy bitch next door" who I guess complained a lot about them being there. They were basically pigs and trashed the place, and while I'm not a neat freak I can't stand crap all over the place.
So I took it upon myself to do some yard work, mostly picking up beer cans and mowing the lawn. The crazy bitch was in her backyard tending a garden or something when I said hello. She said a gruff hi, but when she looked at me I was kind of stunned. Yes, she was an older woman probably in her 40s, but she was a knockout! Our backyard visits became frequent and then I was invited inside and it went from there.
I didn't live there long, and I never knew if she was married or a mother, and at that time I didn't care. I don't know if she was still the crazy bitch after I left, but one of the guys commented that she quietened down all of a sudden. Nobody had a clue. I don't know how they would have reacted if they knew, but I wasn't about to share.