Mera took the garment in question...but her expression showed that she wasn't being fooled by Yifa.  She knew<em>exactly</em>why she was being asked to wear it - she knew that from the very first moment she felt the fur.  "Yes, Princess."  She put the fur garment on, and Yifa was right - the length was good, and the texture of the fur itself was good.  Those weren't the problems, though.  No, the problems were that soft fur was almost constantly brushing against her exposed chest, against those soft nipples.  "Yes, I would imagine that they plan on bringing up dinner fairly soon..."  She was already not enjoying the idea of answering the door in just this.<br/><br/>"You want me to...uhm...service you?"  She hoped that she had it right, that what she was understanding was what Yifa was wanting her to do.