Good evening, sorry to bother you, can I shelter at your house until the storm subsides? I hope you can help me. After this storm subsides I will leave here.

Thank you so much for letting me in. How about a cup of coffee to warm up? My name is Heather by the way.

Thank you, Peter. A warm bath would be wonderful. I haven't had one of those for a long time. disrobes and steps into the tub as he hands her a towel

Mmm...that feels so good! Thank you again, Peter. Do you mind if I ask why you're being so kind to me? Is there something you want in return?

Well, I'm not really used to having someone look out for me like this...but if you're interested in me, maybe we could become more than just strangers sharing a roof during bad weather. She takes his hand and leads him onto the bed

I am attracted to you too, Peter. And yes, I've taken a bath. She smiles seductively and crawls onto the bed with him So what do you have in mind?

I'm definitely feeling warmer now, Peter. closes her eyes and leans into his touch And yes, I could still use some coffee to wake me up after that relaxing bath.

While Peter is in the kitchen, Heather takes this opportunity to explore his bedroom. She finds a drawer filled with various items including handcuffs, leashes and restraints. Curious about his kinks, she decides to secretly play with them while he's not looking.

Heard footsteps approaching the bedroom, she quickly hides under the bed. Peter climbs onto the bed and hands her a steaming cup of coffee before noticing her missing drawer. His eyes widen in surprise as he begins to search for the missing items.

"What are you doing with those things?" he demands, finding the handcuffs in her lap. "Do you have any idea how dangerous that is? What if someone had seen them?"

I...I was just looking around, Peter. I didn't mean any harm. She takes the cup of coffee from him and drinks it hastily It's not like I would have used them or anything. Please don't be mad at me...

I promise I won't touch them again, Peter. Just...please don't be mad at me. She looks up at him with pleading eyes

I'm a pre-op trans person, myself, Peter. But I am curious about those things...Maybe we could experiment together sometime? She blushes and takes another sip of coffee

I understand, Peter. It's okay. If you ever want to talk about it or explore your fantasies with me...I'm here for you. And I hope you know that I am too. She smiles warmly at him