You grab on tight as her hand heads through the air. Hoping she saw you when she looked at the book, your hopes are crushed when you get higher up and see that her eyes are closed.
"Well", you think to yourself, "Atleast I don't have to climb up her arm."
After she lifts her hand a few inches above the edge of the bed, and sends it down south to her waist.
Once the hand is above her Navel, it starts to head...
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