She ran her fingers through my hair pulling me closer and started to moan.I took my own time kissing every inch of her face and neck. Soon I found her...weak spot. she shivered as I ran my hands up and down through her body. She started to unbutton my shirt and pushed it off me. I stopped kissing. With a mischevious grin on my face, I slid her pallu and removed the saree.She was in a blouse and petticoat. I unbuttoned the first button of the blouse and one kiss. Like the same, I did for all four.. "What do you mean, the whole gang? Who exactly is here?" I'm starting to get mad. "I know you wanted to wait until tomorrow before you met everybody. They just couldn't wait. This is the first time anyone in our family has ever brought anyone home from the states." "Everybody! How many members of your family are in there?" My voice rises with each word until I am yelling at Mike. "Are all your brothers and sisters in there as well as your Mom?" I know things are about to get worse. Mike. .. So I guess I don't want to. And that makes me feel horrible." It's just being depressed," he said, his hand moving up and down my arm. "It makes you feel... It makes everything look bad." I could hear the wry smile light his voice. "Let that be extra incentive to break out of it."I didn't say anything. I didn't agree. Looking back, it seems the height of insanity—but also totally, completely typical of my experience with depression. Because Brandon was right, I did need help... But here I. " I had no right to get antsy about your date with the doc. I just don't want to see you get all hot about some guy and have him mess with you." He reached out and tucked a wisp of her hair behind her ear."Apology accepted." Jenna said and then sat back and smiled."Well, don't you have something to say to me?" He let his big hand slide down and rest on her shoulder."Such as?" She gave him her most innocent expression of confusion."Jenna," he growled."Okay, geesh. You can be such a child some.