Dream II

You told me, "Hey, look at this," and put your hand in mine. I held your hand and leaned in to see a small bite, maybe from a spider. Not wanting to let go just yet, "Oh, yeah," and went to rub it lightly with my thumb. While your hand was resting on mine, your pinky and ring fingers curled and stroked my palm. A little embarrassed for the length of this, I thought to pull away, but somehow we scooted closer, with our knees weaving together.