<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)"><b><u>Abbey Chase</u></b></span><br/>Abbey didn't mind being squeezed tightly into her shiny latex catsuit, after all, as a model, she had grown to be very confident with her body and wasn't shy about 'showing it off'. But there was still something thrilling about being dressed in latex, not the least of which was how wonderful it felt on her body. And she certainly didn't mind how the other girls looked in latex which was certainly quite fetching to say the least.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Hello Sarah, I'm Abigail"</span>she replied to the greeting as she held out a black latex gloved hand to shake. It was weird to shake hands with her latex gloves, giving how the latex gloves made little rubbery squeaks as latex met latex... Abbey was led out of the common room for a quick tour, expecting to be led back once everyone settles in in order to meet the rest of her house mates. Her bright grey eyes, which were most definitely memorable, looked to and fro everywhere she went, memorizing everything thanks to her eidetic memory.<br/><br/>At the mention of Ectoplasts, it was obvious that Abbey grew quite nervous. This whole notion of what happens between Ectoplasts and witches of the order was really scary to her. Abbey wasn't exactly a very sexually experienced girl seeing that she was just 18 and the past couple of years were spent taking care of her sick mum and before that, schooling and modelling monopolized her time. In fact, although she never told anyone, Abbey's sexual experience didn't extend past her rabbit ear dildo....<br/><br/>And as Sarah led her to the library, Abbey's heart kicked into high gear as she became visibly nervous, entering the library looking super hesitant as she looked around, not really seeing anyone or anything at first, other than a really huge four story high library filled with hundreds and hundreds of intricately carved old wood bookcases, with the center of the library being open all the way up to the domed glass ceiling. Looking at Sarah, Abbey asks<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"Who are you talking too?"</span>Abbey didn't understand that Geril WAS the library (for all effective purposes)....