Dream of hands

A friend knocks on the door violently, he is wearing a white suit and carries cleaning products. I answer the door and he shouts at me. He is with his father who is very large. He throws a box at me which contain straighteners. This was my birthday present from last year. We begin to argue and then we tickle one another. I pull at his t-shirt and we kiss as he places his hands on my waist. I then ask him if he was alright with that and replies that he is okay. We smily playfully at one another and he leaves