Gwen pauses in the entryway, a faint smile playing over her lips as she turns back towards the older woman.  She cocks her head to the side, eyes running up and down keri's clothed form.<br/><br/>"keri, I thought I was clear on this.<i>girls</i>must be naked in the house.  Its perfectly natural.  And as you showed in the restaurant, that is exactly what you are."  Her tone is strongly disapproving, disappointment written across her face, seeing the woman so blatantly ignoring her first rule.<br/><br/>"As for your things, all that I can think of is your passport, which I was going to hold for safekeeping.  If you feel you must leave, and can manage it through the ride back down to town, you can sure have it back."  Gwen purses her lips.  "But where will you go?  The beach house is mine now," she holds up the portfolio with its legal papers, shaking it a little, "and its entry codes have been changed.  Your bank accounts are empty.  Your lines of credit closed.  You will have only yourself, that fabulous dress and whatever cash I decide to send you away with."<br/><br/>Gwen tilts her head to the side, pondering.  "That would be enough for a night in a hostel.  Hopefully by then you would have been able to use my phone to figure out your next steps.  Do you know your friend's phone numbers by heart?  I know I sure don't!"  She laughs lightly, thinking about the position keri is in at the moment.<br/><br/>"What other things of yours do you need, before I call someone to drive you down the hill?"<br/><br/>~