A live demonstration

You sigh upon hearing Eva's refusal to believe you. Nothing is ever simple.

She is sitting across from you on the couch. You stop time, and calmly undo the knot holding her towel together. You lift her slightly, sliding it out from under her body. You neatly fold the towel and place it on the coffee table in front of the couch, before going back and sitting exactly how you were and resuming time.

"I've told you several things that nobody else would know.", you say. "What other proof could I possibly give you?"

"You could have somehow found this classified info. If you were a test subject, you could-"

She suddenly looked down, and her eyes went wide. She let out a yelp and covered her chest with her hands and closed her legs together. She looked around in mix of panic and disbelief, until you finally pointed out the folded towel at the center of the table.

"H-How did you do that?", she asked.

"Make a guess."

She still appeared to be in denial. "T-This could be some kind of sleight of hand. There's no way-"

"How about this - see that clock on the wall? Look at it carefully, and tell me what time it is, down to the second.", you interject.

She looks at you, still not fully convinced, trying her best to think while keeping her private parts covered. "Fine.", she finally says, and looks at the wall clock. The moment her mouth opens, you freeze time. This time, you're going to leave no doubt.

You eye the kitchen countertop off to the side - it was large, and perfect for your demonstration. You gently lift her in your arms and lay her on her back on its surface. Next, you go inside her bedroom and find where she keeps her hosiery. You grab a handful of long socks and stockings and use these garments to tie her hands and feet to the legs of the furniture.

After ensuring she is secured and unable to move, you search her fridge, finding some whipped cream and strawberries. Carefully, you make a small dollop of cream over both her nipples and place a single strawberry right on top of each one. To really drive the point home, you find a pack of cards on the living room shelf and proceed to build a small house of cards atop her perfectly flat stomach.

Satisfied, you make sure to gently turn her head so she is still looking at the clock and resume the flow of time.

"...twenty five sec - eeeeeeep!", was what you hear, as her recital of the time ends in a surprised sound somewhere between a yelp and a scream. She turned her head just in time to see the house of cards collapse as her stomach moved due to her breathing.

You step into view. "Happy now? Yes, I can slow down time."

She gulped, speechlessly nodding. Suddenly the events of the first night and the mall made sense. She could no longer think of another explantation. She looked at you, and then down at her body, before finally finding her voice.

"Now that you're proved your point, are you going to do anything else?". She bit her lip and arched her back, giving you an inviting look. "It would be a shame to let all this effort go to waste."

You sigh before descending on her. It was only polite, since the lady did ask nicely.