The Trick Of Mother-in-law

Walt was in Hazel's studio.

He had asked Hazel to make an outfit for him for the evening party. Of course, he was doing that only in order to get close to her.

As the door of the studio wasn't locked, Mary pushed the door slightly open and peeked inside.

Hazel was taking Walt's measurements.

His physique was perfect...the perfect frame to model for the clothes. His solid, toned muscles were partly hidden and partly visible through the thin, white shirt he was wearing.

"It looks like the very genes of your family are advanced. Each one of you is in such great shape. Perhaps for us ordinary people to admire." Hazel grinned as her slender fingers brushed across his abs.

"If by ordinary people you mean someone as beautiful as you...what wouldn't I give to be admired!" said Walt with a smile, making it sound like a joke.