"Oh… you scared me!" she cried when she felt Morgan's touch upon her back. She straightened up, annoyed that she had been surprised in such an unglamorous stance by the young man who was her husband's brother. She hated surprises of any kind, and the fact that she knew that Morgan was now arriving to stay for some time did not add to her joy in seeing him.
"Hi, beautiful… you've got dirt on your nose!" Morgan leaned forward and kissed his older sister-in-law affectionately on the cheek, sniffing appreciatively at her perfume. Fran was aware of the strong scent of after-shave lotion, and felt instantly repelled by it and by her young brother-in-law. She tried to smile nonetheless, and to greet him as cordially as possible. She pulled back from Morgan as hastily as she could, turning to begin busily washing her hands in the sink. "Well, Morgan… so you've arrived. I don't have to show you to your room, do I? It's the same one you've stayed in before."
"Sure, sis…" Morgan leaned against the wall, grinning and appraising his pretty sister-in-law's figure while she wasn't looking at him.
"How're things with you, Morgan… looking for a new job?"
"Oh yeah… but I get unemployment, you know… no sense rushing things!"
Fran could feel herself flushing with anger. As far as she was concerned, there was every reason to "rush" things. "Well, I'm sure you'll be wanting to get another apartment. A young man like you, after all… you don't want to live with us old fuddy-duddys forever!"