<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)"><b><u>Abbey Chase</u></b></span><br/>Abbey would agree to stay behind as Geril had asked, wondering what he wanted to discuss. She nodded and said<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Yes I am. What did you wish to discuss?"</span>once Geril asked if she was comfortable, but just then she would feel something slimy wind itself around one of her latex encased foot. Oh dear, was Geril asking for what she thought he was asking for. She suddenly looked a bit nervous, but there was also an odd sense of anticipation. She would add<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Oh... I see. Well, I am a witch of the Order. So I am here to help"</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(239, 239, 239)">. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">Abbey felt so naked in that tight latex outfit with the nun-like head dress.</span>