Lie to her.

"You've got it all wrong." you tell Cindy, stumbling to your feet, and rubbing the side of your head where she kicked you. You remember the sight of her long shapely leg lashing out toward to, a flash of white panties under her frilly pink dress before her kick sent you sprawling. You **** those thoughts momentarily from your mind, and continue. "I'm not some pervert. I'm a talent scout for a big modelling agency. You're right, I've been watching you, but it's because I think you've really got natural beauty and talent. I think you could be a very successful model."

Cindy looks thoughtful, her cute lips pursed, one hand resting on her slender hips. Will she buy your line?