Yes

“Feel free, I’ll go see Lydia now if that’s alright.”

She picked up the pile of clothes and held them in front her, trying to rub in that she had control of my clothes and I wouldn’t get them back until she decided I could have them.

“Give me a moment.”

I waited there naked and she went and put the clothes in her washing machine. Just like that I had nothing to cover myself with and wouldn’t for quite some time.

She walked back into the room and I was tempted to cover myself. I ignored the temptation and tried to project confidence. I was embarrassed but if I handled this with strength, Lydia would see someone else going through exactly what she was and hopefully it might inspire some confidence in her. Finally, she spoke.

“You know what she’s not feeling very well. Maybe you should go home and come back later.”

I shuddered imagining walking home naked and she seemed to revel in it.

“You said I could see her if I gave you my clothes… you can’t kick me out naked.”

She smiled.

“You said you’re going naked until Lydia’s allowed to dress. You’re going to be spending a lot of time naked so I don’t see why walking home will be such a big deal.”

What a bitch. She was right though, at least partially.

“Can I just talk to her for a moment?”

She went to the fridge and got more wine.

“No, I think you should leave.”

She was really doing this. She was going to kick me out naked. I froze unsure of what I could do. She took a sip again.

“Go on, get out of here. You’ll see Lydia tomorrow and can talk to her all then.”

I swallowed. I wasn’t going to be beg. I closed my eyes and turned to leave. I took my first naked step and then another. She walked behind me and I knew she was staring at my ass just to make me more uncomfortable.

“Have a safe walk home.”

She emphasized safe like she knew I might be in danger being naked. What a cunt.

when I got to her front door I turned and saw the stairs leading to Lydia’s room. I could leave as I’d been told or I could try to run to Lydia and at least let her know she still had a friend. That would piss off Mrs. Norman and I wasn’t sure if that was the right move.