from 'Stories of the First Night'

 

It moved lightly on her shoulder, to her neck. It skirted past the thin strap of her nightdress. 

Was it his fingers? 

Or the spider? What if she turned and found it on his face? How will she #displace the arachnid?

She reached down and picked up her bedroom slipper. 

#vss365

from an old short story of mine 'Stories of the First Night':

https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2015/04/stories-of-first-night.html