I've been trying not to think of B so much anymore. No fantasizing, at least. But I can't control my dreams, so I had another dream about him last night.
I was in a room, and I was topless. He knocked on the door. I open the door partway to talk to him, hiding my chest from his view. I don't remember what he said, but eventually I told him I was naked from the waist up, so he couldn't come in. He wanted to come in, so I grabbed a blanket and covered myself.
He slipped through the door and stopped in front of me. Before I could do anything, he leaned down and kissed my left breast through the blanket. He was sort of fumbling, since he couldn't see underneath it. I was so surprised I didn't know what to do or what to say. He kept doing it, moving closer to me. I could feel his body pressed against mine through the blanket. That's all I remember.
