No, but you're about to lose the rest of them

"Being rather uppity there, ma'm. If it wasn't for my assistance you'd probably be showing a lot more skin right now." You fold your arms.

"Assistance?!" Evellyn bellows, her breasts jiggling as she huffs "You're the reason I keep losing my clothes!"

"Fine, then I guess I'm retroactively revoking my aid, and making a withdrawal."

There is a familiar rush of wind, and you hold up your hand, twirling Evellyn’s panties, bra and garter around your fingers, before openly stuffing them into your pocket. Evellyn does a double take and places her free arm across her bared privates, stiffling an ‘eep!’ before the undignified squeel manages to leave her mouth. She gives you a chagrined look.

"Fine, you've had your fun. At my expense. As usual. 'your help is invaluable and much appreciated', is that what you wanna hear??"

"It's a pretty good start, definitely!" you smirk, contented.

"Now please give me my clothes back."