How dare she ask something so personal! Strip her topless!

It strikes you as rather rude to ask something so deeply personal out of the blue. She shouldn't be prying where she isn't invited.

"That's personal."

"Come on tell it, you breach my privacy all the time!"

You decide to teach her a little lesson as a deterrent. Time slows at your discretion, and you make your way over to her horse and start removing Evellyn's clothes above the waist, slipping off her jacket and then everything below, and hanging the articles of clothing over the horse's neck. You inspect the by-now-familiar sight of a topless Evellyn as she looks in the direction of your horse, completely immobile. Her voluminous breasts are slightly sagged, the sight of their exposed curvature as tittilating as ever, and topped off (literally) by her perky nipples.

You return to your horse, mount, and time resumes. Almost immediately Evellyn notices her state of undress, and let's out a soft gasp as she clutches her breasts with her hands, as she's a little surprised you just did that. It's not that it's unusual for you to do so, she just did not expect it now. Blushing slightly, she starts putting her clothes back on.

"Fine, if you don't wanna tell me.."