It was dark when we checked into the motel. Of course I couldn't wait to change clothes. Getting out our matching gowns, I tossed Dennis his and began putting on mine. I had already changed and looked over at Dennis. He was still sitting on the edge of the bed and had made no attempt to change.

"What are you waiting for, Dennis?

"I don't think I'll wear this. Besides, I'm supposed to be giving the orders and you are supposed to obey."