A Teenage boy

A teenage boy in a t-shirt, jeans and work boots had just finished zipping his fly when he look at Heather. He started to say, “Oh I am sorry…” but his sentence ended as her looked at Heather’s naked body. “Wow, A naked sexy girl standing right next to me. Why is that?” he asked, with a little gleam in his eyes as he looked he up and down.

“Listen, you have to help me. Someone stole all my clothes at knife point and then zipped tided my hands behind my back, Can you please help me?”