“This is not the first time this has happened,” Dorothy said. It was obviously not a question. “For a few nights you have been having this little,” she paused, “problem.”
Relena felt her face grow hot. How did Dorothy know what she had been doing? She had thought, wrongly it seemed, that no one knew what she was doing. She had been terrified of discovery, even as she did it. Now it seemed she had been discovered. Somehow that took some of the pressure off her.
“It’s very odd,” Dorothy said. “Why would a young woman want to wet herself, I don’t think I could say.” Her tone was very clinical. “I could guess, however, some of the reasons behind it. You are lonely, since almost everyone is gone, and your position keeps people away from you.
I’ll see you tonight Scene 9
