★·.·´¯`·.·★ Special Education ★·.·´¯`·.·★ [WildWolfKing246 x AbbeyChase]

[AbbeyChase]

Abbey felt nervous as she fidgeted with the strap of her watch, looking outside as examined the neighborhood. Every property here was probably worth tens of millions of dollars, definitely the most upper end neighborhood in the whole city. Even her Uber driver seemed a bit impressed as he drove around the quiet streets of the neighborhood. There were a lot of trees, almost forests really and hidden away behind walls and tall cedar hedges were humongous mansions here and there. Abbey had never imagined herself in such a role, but the money was simply impossible to turn down. At $100 per hour, five days a week with three days where she is expected to stay 'in residence' overnight, Abbey would end up grossing $8,800 per week. For a freshman in College, this was simply a gargantuan amount of money.

But Abbey was also nervous because of the unusual circumstances surrounding her tutoring position. She knew that her pupil, Mr. Damian Wolfe, was basically her age, that he was enrolled in bio-chemistry just like her and that she would effectively be required to attend all of the same classes, remotely of course, as her pupil. So this was more than a tutoring position, she would also be his classmate in a way. She also knew that he was Mr. 'Bubble Boy', that he lived in a totally sterile environment and that any germs or bacteria or virus could probably kill him. So the definition of 'special needs' was definitely descriptive of this new job. Abbey didn't actually know how she was doing to do her work in such a situation, but she was assured by Mr. Wolfe's assistant that everything would be fine.

Abbey had almost taken a job as a model in order to supplement her scholarship. Her goal to stay debt free during her academic career was important to her since her parents were not really rich and she didn't want to end up being a burden on them. Thankfully, Abbey was really smart, Valedictorian of her school and a nice scholarship to boot. The job of model would probably have allowed her to stay debt free, but the special tutor job was just so much more money, she could actually afford to send money back home to her mom and dad to help them financially, so she simply could not resist. She did feel a bit apprehensive about knowing that she would not get the full College experience given that the only classmate she would ever be with is Damian Wolfe, that she would never really attend classes on campus proper. But she figure that doing this for a couple of semesters, maybe three, would give her the financial freedom she needed. Besides, Abbey had never been 'a party girl', also her nose in books, always a total nerd. A lot of people thought she was weird, not because she was a nerd or a bookworm, but because Abbey was simply the hottest girl around and she never really took advantage of her looks, never really played the 'popular girl' game in high school. Abbey actually felt a bit ill at ease with all of the attention she captured, with all these boys and men staring at her wherever she went.



"We're here" said the Uber driver, as Abbey stared out of the window. 'Holy shit' she whispered as she stared at this massive modern complex of interconnected buildings. This was definitely bigger than just a mansion and the grounds were absolutely huge. This would actually be a long walk from the street to the front door. With a sheepish smile on her face, Abbey would look at the Uber driver and say "Thanks". It was obviously she was super nervous, what was she getting herself into?



Stepping out of the car, Abbey would go to the front gate and ring the bell. A voice would say "Yes?" and Abbey would reply "Um... Hi. This is Abigal Chase, I'm here to..." but she would be interrupted as the person on the other side simply said "Come in and make you way to the front door" as a buzzer could be heard. Abbey was able to push the metal door open and let herself into the property past the fence and gate.

It would actually take Abbey a couple of minutes to make her way all the way to the front door. Once there, she would ring the bell and wait for someone to answer. She felt so nervous, particularly considering that she didn't think she was properly dressed for working in such a massive mansion, the plain white t-shirt and jeans simply not really measuring up suddenly...



Abbey fidgeted with the strap of her watch again, one of her usual nervous ticks, as she waited for someone to answer the door....

 

[wildwolfking246]

As the front door opened Abigail would be met with a friendly seeming raven haired woman who looked around her age who was clad in only a black latex catsuit which clung to her almost like a second skin. After sweeping her eyes over the other woman from head to toe the brunette would see a smirk appear on the other vixen's face. "Do come in, we have much to discuss and only so long to discuss it. Mr. Wolfe is patient of course, but only within reason. I'm Alice by the way, Mr. Wolfe's assistant." She said, making it clear that the voice on the other end of the intercom had been the woman now standing in front of her who extended a hand for her to shake before leading her inside. "Now then obviously you have questions. Might as well get them out of the way before contracts get signed and we have to get you suited up so you can meet Damian." She remarked, leading Abigail into a rather formal looking study where Alice picked up a clipboard from a large oak desk before sitting herself behind said desk. "So ask away, I'm willing to answer your question as long as you're willing to answer mine." Alice said finally, waiting for Abbey to ask her first few questions.

 

[AbbeyChase]

Abbey was shocked and grew completely wide eyed as the person who opened the door was completely NOT what she had expected. She figured some sort of middle-aged woman in a business suit or whatnot, but not a 20'ish something woman in a tight black latex catsuit. The woman probably stood at 5'8", which was just one inch shorter than Abbey, and she had a great figure, with perky large breasts, and a flat stomach and all the right curves. The shiny black latex catsuit enclosed everything, her hands, her feet and Abbey could even spy a limp latex hood hanging around her neck, pulled down but obviously part of the catsuit. Abbey stood there for a moment, wondering if she was at the right place, but the woman obviously knew Abbey and was expecting her. Abbey had a difficult time not staring for a moment since this whole latex thing completely took her by surprise.

After a moment Abbey would snap out of it as she extended her hand to shake Alice's latex gloved hand. Abbey would fell a bit strange shaking hands with a latex gloved hand as she looked at the latex glove... Once again, Abbey would snap out of that moment and look at Alice in the eyes and say a "Yeah... um... sure... Um... lead the way?"... It was obviously Abbey had been completely taken off guard by the moment... Abbey would walk in and close the door behind Alice as she led Abbey down a short corridor. It was really strange following this woman dressed in latex, her suit making little rubbery squeaks here and there as she led Abbey to her office, a study which was a perfect mix between modern and old school. Everything in this room screamed money.

Abbey would sit down in one of the two chairs that were in front of Alice's desk. Abbey seemed bewildered but after being prompted by Alice to ask away, Abbey's would ask the obvious "Why are you dressed like this?... Did I um... you know... ummmm.... catch you at a bad time?" as she looked at her watch to double check that she had in fact arrived precisely on time as expected. If anything, Abbey was always punctual... Abbey was hard pressed to explain why Alice was dressed in such a kinky outfit. The latex catsuit certainly left little to the imagination. Apart from the latex that stretched tautly between Alice's perky large breasts, most of the catsuit seemed almost painted on...

 

[wildwolfking246]

Seeing Abbey's nervous expression Alice merely chuckled, "Oh...you're referring to the suit aren't you? No no, you came on time and I'm presenting myself how I wished to. We're required to wear these along with a breathing mask if we need to have face to face contact with Mr. Wolfe as their coverage ensures that no foreign germs and the like are transmitted to him...meaning should you take the job you would be required to wear one as well while inside the mansion...and obviously that would mean you'd be going o'natural while you have it on. The suits are thick enough that nothing scandalous would be on display and they have been made with the comfort and well being of the wearer in mind." She answered, letting the words sink in before getting up from her seat and sitting on one corner of the desk as she looked Abigail in the eye.

"Now onto my first question: It said in your resume that you were on your high school swim team. Mr. Wolfe has an interest in learning to swim which obviously given his condition would have previously proved rather difficult if not impossible. Thankfully we have recently been able to construct a pool within the sterile part of the manor so he can finally enjoy such a thing...that is once he knows how to swim. I know the position would already be asking a lot of you given the responsibilities you will be taking on, but we would be sure to increase your pay and other benefits should you decide to do so. Plus it would allow the two of you more time to get to know one another which I think you will agree will help given how much time you both will be spending together in the coming days. Think about it and let me know what you think later." She asked, her tone direct and to the point that Abigail might feel like she was being spoken to by one of her teachers than a possible co-worker.

 

[AbbeyChase]

Abbey was shocked to find out that she would be required to wear totally enclosing latex all of the time. When Alice talked about 'the suits are thick enough' Abbey was somewhat puzzled since it was obvious that Alice's skintight latex catsuit was actually pretty thin and left little to the imagination. Abbey could clearly see a faint impression of Alice's non-erect nipples through the tight shiny latex that encased Alice's ample breasts, she could see a depression over her belly button and Abbey was pretty sure that when Alice opened the door, her eyes glanced upon a faint hint of a camel toe between her legs, just for a moment... So while the suit itself was black and totally opaque, it's tightness and thinness left little to the imagination... As Abbey interjected on the subject, Alice would clarify her statement to say that she meant that inside the sterile habitat, all of the staff wore additional latex clothing over the catsuits and the layers of latex were thick enough to keep things decent and professional.

Abbey seemed surprised by this revelation and would ask why the clothing the staff wore over their latex catsuit isn't just regular clothing, like cotton, or wool, or polyester. Alice would smile and explain that regular fabrics create dust and are also too a breeding environment for germs and bacteria, which is why most fabrics within the habitat are made of latex. This includes curtains, bedding and upholstery. Only Damian's clothing is actually regular clothing and this was a tradeoff that was made in order to give Damian a 'regular' life experience. Abbey would be quick to retort a sarcastic "Except for everyone dressed in latex around him", a statement which made Alice smile. She would however tell Abbey "It's all about tradeoffs..."

It was obvious that Abbey was a little bewildered by all this new information. Alice would talk to her about the process for entering and exiting the habitat, how one must only wear their basic protective latex catsuit and latex hooded everbreathe full face mask and no other clothing while transitioning between the habitat and the regular part of the complex. This was to ensure that the latex catsuit was easy to sterilize on the way in. Any of the additional latex clothing that was worn over the latex catsuit was required to always stay within the habitat, which meant that when exiting to go for a meal or leave for the day, one had to undress themselves down to their latex catsuit before proceeding. This was mostly because some of the latex fashions within the habitat were intricate and were difficult to sterilize quickly. Alice would go into details about meal times and when staff were allowed to transition in and out of the habitat. She also talked about what to do in the event of a fire, since there was an emergency procedure for that.

Abbey was clever enough to ask about how uncomfortable it might get inside the latex catsuit since it was totally enclosed, airtight and watertight. Alice was quick to point out that everyone used Compound 7, a gel like liquid that is slippery at first and is used to help don the catsuit, but whose real purpose manifests itself once activated by the wearer's body heat. Apparently, this slippery lube like compound quickly dissipates once the catsuit is put on as the dormant nanobots that the compound is made of are activated by body heat. The little nanobots effectively 'eat' sweat and dead skin cells and even take care of things like feminine hygiene issues, so the girls never had to worry about wearing tampons or pads, and even bodily waste was taken care off, so someone could effectively wear the catsuit for a full day or more and be continuously dry and clean inside the catsuit. Abbey was actually impressed by this seeing that she had never heard of this compound before. Alice would reassure her that while it takes a little bit of getting used to, the skintight latex was actually quite comfortable all day.

Abbey would then comment "Isn't latex fragile?...". Abbey didn't know much about latex clothing, but she was a smart lass and knew that latex was fragile. Alice would be quick to point out that all of the latex catsuits and clothing and the such were actually all made of duratex latex, which looks, feels, smells, sounds and even tastes (if you lick it) just like regular latex, but unlike latex, duratex was nearly impossible to cut or puncture without industrial strength tools. Alice assured Abbey that was literally no chance of her catsuit or clothing getting damaged and that Damian might get accidently exposed to germs or bacteria as a result of a suit breach.

Upon hearing about the pool and swimming lessons, Abbey's face would light up. Abbey absolutely LOVED swimming and since she also loved teaching, the combination of the two was the perfect activity for her. "Swimming lessons?!!!" she said in a cheerful tone "Oh, that will be fun. I'm definitely in for that!". Abbey was used to teaching little kids, so teaching what she imagined would be a frail and sickly 18 year old boy will not hopefully be too different.

Alice would ask Abbey if she had any more questions to which Abbey would reply "Probably later, but not for now...". Alice would quickly get up, walk around the corner of her desk and pull out a folder from the top right drawer before setting down and opening it in front of Abbey.

"This is the contract and run for the fall and winter semesters with an option to renew for the summer semester. Please read it and if you agree, sign it. Once that's done, we'll head into the sterile habitat so that I can introduce you to Damian.". Abbey nodded as she leaned over and began reading the contract. It was obviously she was a quick reader as she made quick work of reading the 9 page documents. There was the obviously non-disclosure agreement in there, liability releases and all the usually cookie cutter legalese that one would put in an employment contract. Abbey would make sure her compensation was properly specified. She was pleased to discover that her travel costs would be compensated, so her Uber rides to and from the city would be fully paid for. After a few questions, Abbey would pick up a pen on the desk and sign the contract. She felt this strange mixture of excitement and nervousness, excited since this was simply an amazingly good paying job, and nervousness since she would have to do all her work in latex and since any mistakes she made might actually threaten Damian's life. In her mind, she imagined a scrawny and sickly 18 year old adolescent that was frail and weak...