It makes him feel good about himself. That's why Mom does it: Because it makes Dad feel good."She shook her head and said, "Thank God! Because if Dad ...hought 300-pound women were beautiful, you could bet your last cent that Mom would be at least 325!" Everyone giggled at Sam's wisecrack which relieved the tension that had been building in the room.Then she said, "Let me talk about rôles for a moment. Dad is the provider. He is also Mom's passion, inspiration, and both driving and motivating. Even if something were different when we went homethan it had been when we'd arrived, no one would ever notice anythingwas ever different.They don't let us get married without first getting permission. Theydon't really like the idea of excluding more people from readjustment.That's what they'd have to do for our spouses. Can you imagine howdisconcerting it might be to kiss my brunette wife goodbye in themorning and return from work to find her a natural blonde that onlyknew she'd been a natural. ' He kissed her softly on the lips.'I'm sorry,' Sammi replied as their lips parted. 'I'm just a worrier. But I really did have a nice time tonight. I've never done - that before.''Had sex outdoors?''No, not that. I mean, yes, no, I've not done that before, but I meant the other thing.'David looked a little confused and Sammi flashed her eyes wide and made a downwards motion with her head. 'Oh! You mean when I --''Yes!' Sammi said, flustered, suddenly embarrassed. 'I mean, no.''Was it okay?' her. She snuggled in closer, man she was so warm. Her hair fell across my arm, and I couldn't resist the urge to stroke it. It was probably one of her best features, apart from her bright green eyes. Her hair felt so smooth, it was shiny, silky, long, one of the things that made me fancy her two years ago. I put my head on her and closed me eyes, hand around a lock of her hair, in a position where I could smell the fruity, coconut shampoo that she used.Just because I don't fancy her any more doesnt.