From now on, she would be sure she had her beach robe by the pool when she swam, just in case someone came by... especially Giddon.
I fear for his reputation if we be discovered but I have never been happier than next to him, beneath the buffalo robe that covered us.
He pulled the robe over her exposed body, feeling the urge to run to the gym or call Jenn for a quickie to relieve the sexual spring within him.
"I'm coming," she grumbled as she pulled on her robe and walked down the hall.
Soon they were snuggled beneath a heavy wool robe, gliding contentedly down the snow covered back roads of the Uncompahgre valley.
His bloodshot gaze wandered over her figure in a way that made her regret leaving her beach robe in the house.
There, at the top, in tightly bundled robe and, yes, a Mother Goose stocking cap, stood Claire Quincy!
She sat up and reached for her robe, wondering who might be visiting at this time in the morning.
Pulling a robe over her nightgown, she tiptoed down the hall and silently opened the door to the patio.
She slapped his hand and clutched her robe closer.
She pulled the buffalo robe over her shoulders and stared at his form in the moonlight.
In a single motion, she tugged open her robe and nightgown, baring both breasts, pressing Claire to her right side.
I closed my eyes and perhaps nodded off but when I opened them, Martha was standing there, without her robe, in only a sheer nightgown.
She hesitated before pulling on her robe and obeying.
Alarmed, she swung on her robe and snatched one of Damian's trench coats.
She unfastened the belt of her robe and hunched up, pushing it aside, letting it fall open just enough to expose an uninterrupted line of flesh from between her breasts, and down her torso and leg.
World class vistas, trickling silver rivers of high snow melt-off, sky as blue as a queen's velvet robe, and the green and grey of forest and rock towering in every direction—all went unseen.
Retrieving her robe from the bed, she was about to put it on when his hand captured her arm in a steel grip.
Before she could escape into the modesty of the robe, he pulled her toward him.
Clutching the robe to her midsection, her upper chest exposed beyond control, she tried to twist from his grip.
He jerked the robe from her hand and pulled her close in an intimate embrace, forcing his lips down on hers hungrily.
Rhyn tested the bonds of his cell again until a mage in a brown robe hurried down the hall to repair the damage.
A man in a robe hurried down the hall as the beast battered itself against the weakening cell.
Who wrestled the crazy guy in a robe for the key?
We have several refugees here already, the woman in the long brown robe said.
A small woman in a brown robe rushed to remind him of the rules.
The tall trees were draped in a white robe that had drifted to the earth, not snarled their way downward like the wind driven Eastern storms where snow was a dirty word, not the magical hush that mother nature bestowed on the mountains of the west.
He turned, looking over the back of the sofa and there she stood in a plush white robe with a towel on her head and yes, she definitely had a waddle to her walk.
She turned to leave the room and briefly dropped the robe off one side to flash a bare shoulder.
Embracing her from behind, he untied her robe and slid his hands around her waist.
Grabbing her robe, she hurried to the living room.
The chasuble is thus in a special sense the sacerdotal vestment, and at the ordination of priests, according to the Roman rite, the bishop places on the candidate a chasuble rolled up at the back (planeta plicata), with the words, " Take the sacerdotal robe, the symbol of love," &c.; at the end of the ordination Mass the vestment is unrolled.
This class was styled in France "Jesuits of the short robe," and there is some evidence in support of its actual existence under Louis XV.
His statue was set up beside those of the seven kings of Rome, and he adopted the throne of gold, the sceptre of ivory and the embroidered robe which tradition ascribed to them.
It was a very richly decorated object of coloured threads interwoven with gold, worn outside the luxurious mantle or robe; it was kept in place by a girdle, and by shoulder-pieces (?), to which were attached brooches of onyx (fastened to the robe) and golden rings from which hung the "breastplate" (or rather pouch) containing the sacred lots, Urim and Thummim.
There is a close connexion between the laity and priesthood, as the Buddhist rule, which prescribes that every man should enter the priesthood for at least a few months, is almost universally observed, even young princes and noblemen who have been educated in Europe donning the yellow robe on their return to Siam.
Young, The Kingdom of the Yellow Robe (London, 1898).
The warrior painted the story of conflicts on his robe only in part, to help him recount the history of his life; the Eskimo etched the prompters of his legend on ivory; the Tlinkit carved them on his totem post; the women fixed them in pottery, basketry, or blankets.
According to other authorities, the Romans were obliged to surrender the city, to acknowledge Porsena's supremacy by sending him a sceptre, a royal robe, and an ivory chair, to abandon their territory north of the Tiber, to give up their arms, and in future to use iron for agricultural purposes only.
On the 16th of the month Maimacterion, a long procession, headed by a trumpeter playing a warlike air, set out for the graves; wagons decked with myrtle and garlands of flowers followed, young men (who must be of free birth) carried jars of wine, milk, oil and perfumes; next came the black bull destined for the sacrifice, the rear being brought up by the archon, who wore the purple robe of the general, a naked sword in one hand, in the other an urn.
The rochet was originally a robe-like tunic, and was therefore girdled, like the liturgical alb.
In addition to a tunic (kuttoneth) and a seamless mantle or robe (meil), he wore the breastplate (hoshen), the ephod, and a rich outer girdle.