The top too.

The heat in Emma's mind is clearly continuing to grow and you smile to yourself as she bends to put a book on the bottom shelf giving you a great view of her arse.

At last she's past the huge windows so you slip inside her mind once more, thoughts of her top now there.

Emma seems to freeze for a moment, her small top the only thing hiding any of her modesty now, but her fingers are still playing with the hem.

Taking a deep breath she pulls it off over her head and you take in the view of her stood there now in nothing but her bra, thong and stockings.