Is that a hickey?

The other day I cleaned the store room in the granny flat at the back of our property with Rima. We took boxes, books, magazines, photo albums, bean bags, clothes and many other things out so we could sweep the floor and re-order everything. I decided to grab some blankets that were on the floor and hit them to get all the sand and dust off them. As I was doing so, the blankets rubbed up against my neck and arms. In a few minutes, I was covered in spots. My wrist was so itchy with red pussey spots and my neck grew two large red spots as well. I just groaned when I looked in the mirror and itched at them. i must have been bitten by some dust mites.
     Well! All through the week I've been getting people coming up to me and asking, "Is that a hickey on your neck?" I would laugh or exclaim and say "No!". Everyone at work would stare, and the customers would too.
"Is that a hickey?" They say as they point and stare.
"No no... Its just a bite. its not a hickey."
"yeah. Sure. Right, I believe you."
"No! I'm serious! Its a bite! Believe me, it is!"
"Uhuh. Yep. Okaaaaaaaaay..."
*sigh* I'm just not that kinda girl who would actually HAVE one! My mum would KILL me. And I don't have a boyfriend so... *rolls eyes* They prolly all think I'm a tramp now! hahaha...