She enjoys it

As Emma stands momentarily paralysed in fear, you throw mental waves of pleasure into her mind. She's stood with just a single layer of glass between her and the outside world, with her thong on partial display below the hem of her jumper.

She watched the street, one hand unconsciously moving down between her legs as an elderly couple walk past, completely oblivious to her in the window. Excitement building in her you give Emma another nudge and she reaches for her jumper, pulling it up over her head and dropping it to the floor beside her, displaying a tight white vest underneath.