Her underwear

Clarice was still naked and dripping wet from the shower. But she could never resist Champion's whine. She had to take him outside. Looking around the room, there was once again no towels around. She didn't want to make all of her clothes wet, but if it's just her underwear, that wouldn't be too bad, she had enough spares.

She went downstairs and into the kitchen, leaving a trail of drippings behind her. Dammit, she'd have to clean that up before her roommates came back. Champion already sat at the backyard door. She opened it.

The dog didn't move.

"Look, Champion, you can go outside!" she gestured with her hand from the dog to the backyard.

The dog poked her leg with his nose.

She kneeled down, rubbing Champion's head. "What do you want, big guy?"

He licked Clarice's face, looked outside, then at her, and let out a whistly whine.

"You want me to go outside? Can't you see how I'm dressed? Silly boy." Regardless, she moved closer to the doorstep in her crouch, dragging Champion along.

He got very excited and toppled her over to the outside, alternating between barking and licking her face.

"Agh! Let go. Let me up!" Clarice tried to push Champion off of her.

Then she heard the door slam close, and the automatic lock click.