Positive

Molly:

Farrell took my hand gently, and led me to the bathroom to pee. Even though he treated me in a sweet manner, I was anxious. I had just read of the ordeal Maria passed through, and I couldn't tell what he would do if the result was positive.

"Don't rush it. Just take your time to pee, and tell me if you are done," he said to me, putting a tiny cup in my hand, and kissing me on the cheek. Then he walked out of the bathroom, and shut the door.

I looked at the tiny cup that I was given, and I sighed deeply. The urge to pee came in no time, and I dropped a generous amount in the cup before finishing off in the toilet. After that, I wiped myself and walked out of the bathroom.

Farrell rushed up to me, and then he took the cup. I looked at him, trying to decipher the emotions that his body bore towards all these. I needed to know his next line of action but it was impossible. But his eagerness meant that I was either getting in trouble or getting praised, and then former seemed like