Not Well

I shuffled out of my bedroom after a moment. "Do I have to wear this?" I moaned, trying to cover my crotch with whatever fabric I could get my hands on.

Rose looked up from the plate of food he was working on and smiled at my outfit. "Yes. You look better than I had hoped!" he exclaimed, mouth half full of food. Quickly swallowing said food with the help of a swig of coffee, she wiped her mouth with a napkin before heading over to me to see me up close. "So, cute!" he muttered as he quickly spun me around. "What? What are...are you wearing panties? Who said you could do that?"

"Well, you didn't say I couldn't and this skirt is very short," I answered.

The black, gold, and white 6'0 canine sighed a heavy sigh, hands on hips, eying me up and down trying to think of what to do with me.