A posh woman, living in a posh UK street, somewhere in Surrey was described today by neighbours as "a secret nymphomaniac."
The woman, who we cannot name for legal reasons appears to be just an ordinary neighbour going about her daily business in a dignified and discreet manner. She dresses well, speaks in a vaguely plummy way, always has a smile for the neighbours and shops at Waitrose.
But some people think there's more to her than meets the eye...
"She's a looker," neighbour Richard Knight told us. "Never fails to turn heads when she goes out. You know what I mean - all the right stuff in all the right places. It's all a bit too good to be true if you ask me."
"I saw her once with her top blouse button undone," Alf Cockloft from number 23 told us. "It was all I could do to wrench my gaze away. I shudder to think what she gets up to in the privacy of her own boudoir. Makes me come over all faint at the very thought of it."
One neighbour had doubts about the posh woman being a high class prostitute, saying that she didn't go out much, but he didn't rule out the possibility of gentlemen callers scrambling over her back fence at all hours of the night.
Only yesterday, a man was arrested in her back garden and charged with trespass after being found with a pair of binoculars and a rubber overcoat, which suggests to some people that she's been paying the cops off.
But the most damning indictment of all came from neighbour, Les Dearlove, who told me:
"I saw her up Waitrose last week. Buying Marigolds and extra virgin olive oil. If that's not a dead giveaway, I don't know what is..."
More as we get it.
