That evening all the women got together to wrap gifts.
The two women laughed and pointed at her shirt.
Do you make many women cry?
She sang something mournfully, addressing the queen, but the king waved his arm severely, and men and women with bare legs came in from both sides and began dancing all together.
Gradually, the women and children drifted over to examine her.
The two women adjourned to the front porch to cut green beans and shuck corn.
The count got out helped by the footmen, and, passing among men and women who were entering and the program sellers, they all three went along the corridor to the first row of boxes.
Behind them followed a long procession of the women of Rome.
Of course, why would a Mormon propose to two women in one day?
Men and women do make wool cloth in mills.
Diablo. He's Yancey's method of relieving stress and getting away from us women once in a while.
There were men and women, but no children at all, and the folks were all beautifully formed and attractively dressed and had wonderfully handsome faces.
At three o'clock the Throne Room was crowded with citizens, men, women and children being eager to witness the great trial.
"Dustin says …" "… women are the true scourge of mankind.
"Speaking of women …" his friend said, pinning him with a look.
If you only knew what those society women are, and women in general!
Riding past the pond where there used always to be dozens of women chattering as they rinsed their linen or beat it with wooden beetles, Prince Andrew noticed that there was not a soul about and that the little washing wharf, torn from its place and half submerged, was floating on its side in the middle of the pond.
Only one thing, no more women are wanted in my house--let him marry and live by himself.
When--free from soldiers, wagons, and the filthy traces of a camp--he saw villages with peasants and peasant women, gentlemen's country houses, fields where cattle were grazing, posthouses with stationmasters asleep in them, he rejoiced as though seeing all this for the first time.
We have eliminated debtors prisons, developed the idea of "women and children first," stigmatized child labor, made accommodations for conscientious objectors, widely adopted freedom of speech and the press and freedom of assembly, and a hundred more.
I loved "Little Women" because it gave me a sense of kinship with girls and boys who could see and hear.
Not in so many words, but it says women shouldn't dress in men's clothing.
Even traumatized, she was one of the sexiest women he'd ever seen.
The eyes of all the soldiers turned toward the women, and while the vehicle was passing at foot pace all the soldiers' remarks related to the two young ones.
Women are good at doing that.
As she stepped away from the magic of the Henge, sorrow for those women who came before her pulled her from the powerful high.
In most parts of the world, women are no longer legally regarded as chattel.
The two women let go of one another, and then, as if afraid of being too late, seized each other's hands, kissing them and pulling them away, and again began kissing each other on the face, and then to Prince Andrew's surprise both began to cry and kissed again.
If at least we had some women here; but there's nothing foh one to do but dwink.
She could not follow the opera nor even listen to the music; she saw only the painted cardboard and the queerly dressed men and women who moved, spoke, and sang so strangely in that brilliant light.
And do you remember how we rolled hard-boiled eggs in the ballroom, and suddenly two old women began spinning round on the carpet?
The two noble women were willing to do all that they could to save their city.
They are noble women, and they love Rome.
With a sinking heart, wretched as she always was now when she found herself in a crowd, Natasha in her lilac silk dress trimmed with black lace walked- -as women can walk--with the more repose and stateliness the greater the pain and shame in her soul.
The cabmen he met and their passengers, the carpenters cutting the timber for new houses with axes, the women hawkers, and the shopkeepers, all looked at him with cheerful beaming eyes that seemed to say: Ah, there he is!
Girls and boys and young women generally seemed glad to be in the woods.
We women, Prince," and she smiled tenderly, "always know how to say these things.
Women aren't supposed to assume a man's role.
Dusty gave Damian a cool look, and he heard the unspoken warning about women being the downfall of mankind.
Nesvitski like the rest of the men on the bridge did not take his eyes off the women till they had passed.
Yully smiled, at ease with the two women she'd met so far.
Thousands and thousands of women were switchboard operators before direct dial phones were in use.
As soon as the provocatively gay strains of Daniel Cooper (somewhat resembling those of a merry peasant dance) began to sound, all the doorways of the ballroom were suddenly filled by the domestic serfs--the men on one side and the women on the other--who with beaming faces had come to see their master making merry.
A score of women serfs, old and young, as well as children, popped out from the back entrance to have a look at the hunters who were arriving.
"Helene, who has never cared for anything but her own body and is one of the stupidest women in the world," thought Pierre, "is regarded by people as the acme of intelligence and refinement, and they pay homage to her.
You see, guys who just hunted down women looked down on the children snatchers and the scum that took on little girls thought they were a rank better than the little boy snatchers.
The women wept, and some of the men prayed.
It's the women who are the worst.
If women weren't attracted to them, maybe men could control themselves.
The women had long skirts and the men overhauls.
"Always knew women were a curse," Jule said.
"It was in our country that the first men and women lived," they said.
It is surprising how many great men and women a small house will contain.
Women, my dear fellow; women!
What for a long while specially surprised and delighted him were the women, young and healthy, without a dozen officers making up to each of them; women, too, who were pleased and flattered that a passing officer should joke with them.
"I'm keeping him safe from the women, ikir," Pierre, Sofi's bodyguard, added.
And all of the sweet-faced sisters and other women of the place listened while he sang again the wonderful song of the creation.
The human race is interested in these experiments, though a few old women who are incapacitated for them, or who own their thirds in mills, may be alarmed.
To a philosopher all news, as it is called, is gossip, and they who edit and read it are old women over their tea.
Could she, like other women" (Vera meant herself), "love a man once for all and remain true to him forever?
Count Rostov was displeased to see that the company consisted almost entirely of men and women known for the freedom of their conduct.
Amuse yourself with women like my wife--with them you are within your rights, for they know what you want of them.
For the next two hours, the women talked delightfully about meaningless things that kept them laughing.
Some women actually find controlling men irresistible.
How many women had he promised to marry?
From reading he passed to sleeping, from sleeping to gossip in drawing rooms of the club, from gossip to carousals and women; from carousals back to gossip, reading, and wine.
Oh, she is a pearl among women, Princess, he added, turning to Princess Mary.
She ignored his implication that women should be punished like children.
Always want women with huge boobs and nothing between their ears.
Perhaps he did not really think this when he met women--even probably he did not, for in general he thought very little--but his looks and manner gave that impression.
Often seeing the success she had with young and old men and women Pierre could not understand why he did not love her.
Most women were too intimidated to go near him, let alone get close enough to throw their arms around him.
The last were not England's best men and women; only, perhaps, her best philanthropists.
In some places, within my own remembrance, the pines would scrape both sides of a chaise at once, and women and children who were compelled to go this way to Lincoln alone and on foot did it with fear, and often ran a good part of the distance.
Women who are comme il faut, that's a different matter; but the Kuragins' set of women, 'women and wine' I don't understand!
Some women passing with quiet steps in and out of the bedroom glanced at the princess and turned away.
The yard full of cattle, the women at home, two brothers away earning wages, and only Michael the youngest, at home.
No, because men have needs and desires women couldn't understand.
And the rest he divided among the young women who took care of his mother.
While my townsmen and women are devoted in so many ways to the good of their fellows, I trust that one at least may be spared to other and less humane pursuits.
Just as horses shy and snort and gather about a dead horse, so the inmates of the house and strangers crowded into the drawing room round the coffin--the Marshal, the village Elder, peasant women--and all with fixed and frightened eyes, crossing themselves, bowed and kissed the old prince's cold and stiffened hand.
"Women are stubborn like that," Damian said.
From the moment Pierre had recognized the appearance of the mysterious force nothing had seemed to him strange or dreadful: neither the corpse smeared with soot for fun nor these women hurrying away nor the burned ruins of Moscow.
We don't start serving until five o'clock called one of a half dozen women setting out food on a steam line.
He could guess what Dusty was pissed about, and it didn't have anything to do with women or rearranging his sectors.
Maybe he had a harem of women at his beck and call, but she couldn't see herself with any other man.
While inequalities still exist around the world for women, the tide of history is flowing inexorably in favor of women's rights.
Men and boys and girls and women do pick cotton.
She paused, as women always do, expecting something after they have mentioned their age.
Both these women quite sincerely tried to make her look pretty.
Are there no women living unmarried, and even the happier for it?
So said the mothers as they watched their young people executing their newly learned steps, and so said the youths and maidens themselves as they danced till they were ready to drop, and so said the grown-up young men and women who came to these balls with an air of condescension and found them most enjoyable.
Kuragin was much more sensible and simple with women than among men.
Of the war Princess Mary thought as women do think about wars.
His satellites--the senior clerk, a countinghouse clerk, a scullery maid, a cook, two old women, a little pageboy, the coachman, and various domestic serfs--were seeing him off.
In the waiting room were tradesmen, women, and officials, looking silently at one another.
Loaded carts stood at the house next to Ferapontov's and women were wailing and lamenting as they said good-by.
At that moment the pitiful wailing of women was heard from different sides, the frightened baby began to cry, and people crowded silently with pale faces round the cook.
At that moment, on the road leading from the big house, two women and a man in a white hat were seen coming toward the officers.
At the moment when Rostov and Ilyin were galloping along the road, Princess Mary, despite the dissuasions of Alpatych, her nurse, and the maids, had given orders to harness and intended to start, but when the cavalrymen were espied they were taken for Frenchmen, the coachman ran away, and the women in the house began to wail.
But the attention of the crowd--officials, burghers, shopkeepers, peasants, and women in cloaks and in pelisses--was so eagerly centered on what was passing in Lobnoe Place that no one answered him.
The men, women, and children of the large peasant family crowded into the back room across the passage.
In three carriages involved among the munition carts, closely squeezed together, sat women with rouged faces, dressed in glaring colors, who were shouting something in shrill voices.
He wrote letters to his daughters and to Madame de Stael, read novels, liked the society of pretty women, jested with generals, officers, and soldiers, and never contradicted those who tried to prove anything to him.
When the bridges broke down, unarmed soldiers, people from Moscow and women with children who were with the French transport, all--carried on by vis inertiae-- pressed forward into boats and into the ice-covered water and did not, surrender.
Maybe the presence of the other two women was why Darcie was so quiet.
Eleven women jumped over their TVs to either adopt her or say they're mommy.
We got a war to fight and women waiting for us.
The women paused in their activities to look at him.
"Damn women," Jule said.
All the pretty women in society will be there.
"Women," he said in a low, scarcely audible voice.
You would think the women had spread out their linen, said one of the men, gazing with admiration at the Milky Way.
The two young women didn't get off at that stop.
Men and women lined the walls, most making out.
Toni pushed both women behind him, and Darian took a teetering step towards him.
Moscow society, from the old women down to the children, received Pierre like a long-expected guest whose place was always ready awaiting him.
"Here's to the health of lovely women, Peterkin--and their lovers!" he added.
How did you get to be so experienced at handling women?
The old woman spoke to one of the younger women.
I'll agree, if I won't be second rung to your duty or other women.
Beautiful women that rivaled Claire and men so handsome, even age couldn't diminish their muscular bodies or riveting looks.
She had greeted ten men and two women before she felt the first flash of cold.
She began to suspect Damian sent her there so she could meet the other women dragged into his organization.
They complied, and the three women sat in lawn chairs.
Katie braced herself for a storage room full of military uniforms and was surprised to see what looked much like a women's department section.
The two women stopped.
But if Bordeaux wasn't a Mormon, why would he propose to two women in one day?
The two women went below to prepare the cocoa, leaving Howie and me in the darkened lab.
Even the women were at odds, almost for the first time since they'd met.
He was also listed as a person of interest in the deaths of at least six young women in the Missouri-Kentucky area.
It was uncustomary for the women to be at odds.
I was anxious to hear about the meeting between the two women but I didn't want to ask in front of the child.
With her attention locked on Claire, I had time to fill in both women with what I'd learned.
I was the logical candidate as both women had children needing attention.
We were a pair of sobbing women trying to console each other.
I dropped my women off at the terminal entrance of Logan Airport, amid kisses and a promise to see them in twenty-four hours.
The two women resumed their activities, unaffected by his outburst.
Kiera groaned, dreading the idea of a party with so many strangers who were bound to think of her as the women in the bathroom had earlier.
How is it that we women don't want anything of the kind, don't need it?
It's true that all you women are crybabies, remarked Petya, pacing the room with large, resolute strides.
"One should make up to the husbands of pretty women," said Denisov.
She looked at Princess Mary, then sat thinking for a while with that expression of attention to something within her that is only seen in pregnant women, and suddenly began to cry.
In another place the women with infants in arms met him to thank him for releasing them from hard work.
Two women ran out after them, and all four, looking round at the carriage, ran in dismay up the steps of the back porch.
He has not a character like us women who, when we suffer, can weep away our sorrows.
Prince Andrew was watching these men abashed by the Emperor's presence, and the women who were breathlessly longing to be asked to dance.
Berg, judging by his wife, thought all women weak and foolish.
Women, women! said Alpatych, puffing and speaking rapidly just as the prince did, and he climbed into the trap.
Apropos, tell me please, is it true that the women have all left Moscow?
"Oh, women, women!" and the captain, looking with glistening eyes at Pierre, began talking of love and of his love affairs.
He began to explain that he understood love for a women somewhat differently.
The women and girls flirted with him and, from the first day, the people concerned themselves to get this fine young daredevil of an hussar married and settled down.
One was snatched out before my eyes... and there were women who had their things snatched off and their earrings torn out... he flushed and grew confused.
It is only Malvinas and women of that kind who are loved for their beauty.
You reproach us women with being illogical.
One is lured by women, another by honors, a third by ambition or money, and they go over to that camp.
In saying this Natasha was sincere in acknowledging Mary's superiority, but at the same time by saying it she made a demand on Pierre that he should, all the same, prefer her to Mary and to all other women, and that now, especially after having seen many women in Petersburg, he should tell her so afresh.
The club owns six sheets of ice and supports teams of men, women and mixed curlers.
Anyway, my point was that women are expected to do all the things I'm doing on this job.
It was nice to get away for a while, but the way women acted, you'd think I was romantically involved with every one of the men.
The two young women chatted endlessly about the latest fashion in Paris and the boys who were attracted to them.
I followed Quinn down to the water's edge as the women waved from whicker rocking chairs on the wide verandah.
The women once again remained close by.
The women, hearing him, poured into the area, with smiles as broad as his.
When we'd finished, he remained with the women instead of retreating upstairs.
I mean most of us raped women and that was it.
She brushed one of the frozen women trapped in time on the sidewalk, surprised to feel her warm skin and the brush of the wool suit.
There were so many people she had never seen - lots of good looking women.
If he lived to be a hundred he'd never understand women.
He was still a senior in high school, but how would Mom feel if he lived in a house with three women?
I'm not against a woman having a job, as long as she sticks to work meant for women.
Cassie shifted her attention from the women.
Bordeaux was a persuasive man with a tendency to move fast - apparently not only with women.
I mean, he isn't interested in women.
That way she would know you liked women.
Maybe he was one of those men who felt they needed to protect and care for all women.
The friendly action was the beginning of a strong relationship between my two favorite women.
Ethel Reagan, the writer, noted the tips were telephoned from various locations across the country and provided by both men and women.
"Two women," Pierre muttered.
Sofia couldn't help but say, "You'll both have women, and Dustin, when you're in trouble, she'll call me."
"At least I can save other women from that destiny," she said.
The words swirled off the page and morphed into images of men and women.
I have to meet with the Women's Club for an inquisition on Friday.
Women have 'em too, you know.
"They're the most exciting!" the women babbled in unison.
Ma thought mammograms were for old ladies or women with big boobs.
"Women's lib," Dean answered.
He was charming the high heels off one of the women jurors.
Cynthia was seated with two other women at a card table in front of the Post Office when Dean arrived.
The competition included both men and women, and all were having a great time dousing the watchers—and even the paraders passing in the opposite direction—with water guns.
The two women chatted amicably, as if they'd known one another for a lifetime, with Cynthia pointing out the sights with a running line of commentary.
The women looked frightened, Faust actually ducked, and David Dean moved to the cover of a nearby boulder, pulling his wife along with him.
I have that Women's Club debate, and with Fred starting jury duty, this place will be short-handed.
While Dean remained distressed over the accident, he knew he must concentrate on the Women's Club debate just hours away.
Claudia called for order as Fred's friends chatted with a pair of women in the last row, no doubt bringing the new arrivals up to speed.
Dean and his wife followed as he introduced the women.
Brandon Westlake moseyed by with Paulette and Ginger Dawkins, the first time Dean had seen the women voluntarily in one another's company.
Patsy got mad at one of the women where we were staying so she swiped her car and we took off.
The two women were talking in the kitchen when Dean returned from an errand.
Damn. Two women fighting over me.
Seeing the bet, he decided he wanted to stick around long enough to observe a few more events in the women's futures.
"Your women have a habit of seeking me out," Darkyn observed.
She wore the clothing of the women of Hell: a black, silky, backless dress that reached the tip of her sandaled feet.
Never mind both women had not only betrayed his trust to make deals with Darkyn, but would soon both have their souls owned by the Dark One.
She grabbed Deidre's arm and hauled her to the other two women.
Maybe it was merely love that made her view him that way, but considering all the second and third glances he got from other women, she doubted it.
You were exquisitely beautiful - standing against that wall looking so innocent – not posed like so many women do who have half as much to show off.
But then, a lot of women didn't suspect their husbands of... or was that only on TV?
Why do women always want to know that?
You don't talk to women much, do you?
She'd wanted him in a way the other women in his life never had.
"Why do you insist on giving our women alcohol?" he demanded of Daniela, who stood beside him.
Dead women didn't need cash.
Death took her human form out of respect for the women of the convent-like Sanctuary that housed the Oracle.
"It's really not cool to use women like this," she replied.
It's not cool to use women like that.
Katie maneuvered her sequined ball mask into place only to see her sister on the verge of disappearing in the masses of women in custom gowns and masks.
The women's coatroom was off one side of the entrance.
Beyond the main room were two hallways, also packed, and opened doors along both where men and women circulated.
Her sister wore maroon, as did many of the other women in masks around her.
The street below was narrower than it appeared on TV and packed with cars and elegantly dressed men and women walking to a gathering across the street --probably the soiree Andre had mentioned.
For an extra few Euros, the hostel manager gave her a clean though worn sleeping bag that matched the clean but worn bunk beds in the women's section.
The two German women sharing her room ceased talking when she entered and looked her over before one said in halting English, "You're American."
She returned to the room, where the two Germen women still sat and talked while cleaning their camping gear.
He remembered little about how to deal with humans and nothing of how to deal with their women.
The women he remembered were docile and silent.
I'll show you to the women's wing.
The women's wing was a beehive of activity.
This is the women's clothing department.
Several women bathed in stalls, the easy banter between them marking their camaraderie.
His glance went to the other women in the showers, who either ignored him or weren't going to say something to someone whose mother was a demon.
"This is the women's locker room!" she said.
She didn't notice the amused glances the women gave her, but she did see their appraising looks at Rhyn.
He made no attempt to hide his perusal of the tall, athletic women around her.
It was, after all, the women's wing.
She expected someone to be angry that there was a man in the women's wing.
Suspecting you're in the women's wing to get something other than sleep, yes.
The soft sounds of talk drifted to her, but it was the dress of the women within that drew her eye.
Few women wore similar fashions from similar eras.
There were wide eighteenth- century ball gowns, women in little black dresses, one in a fifties poodle skirt, and several in dark dresses with ornate brocade on the bodice, like that of wealthy Middle Age royalty.
She nodded, hungry enough to set foot in the room with the most beautiful women in history.
She followed what she thought was the path Ully had brought her on and found her way to the women's barracks.
You know how trashy tattoos make women look?
Hannah warmly greeted her friends, four coiffed women in expensive clothing with diamonds the size of her thumbnail on their ring fingers.
The women --even if not beautiful --were dressed beautifully.
The four women looked at her, one gasping as her gaze fell to the tattoo and another paling, while the other two looked down their noses at her.
All four women gasped in unison.
The demon closed the door—one of the Immortal comforts, for there were no doors in Hell—and left him to wonder how many men and women Sasha had in the bed before him.
I wonder how there came to be two women destined to be Immortal mates in one family.
I.ll become a nun or whatever those women are who live there.
Women were packed even in the luxurious bathrooms with their sitting areas decorated with couches and a gilded fountain.
Sanctuaries were managed by a convent of women who cared for the lost and injured.
A breakfast buffet lined one end of the cafeteria, with brown-robed women moving in between the food and the kitchen.
The courtyard was packed with women in brown robes and Immortals.
The women at the Sanctuary said they pulled him out of the water, and he looks awful.
The quaint streets of Pacific Grove were quiet during the weekday, with a small group of women lingering in the midmorning sun at the café on the corner.
He felt nothing like this when he looked at the three women.
The Planetary Council, his second-in-command, even his sister, had paraded women through his home every time he returned from a battle.
His second-in-command frowned but escorted the women out.
You've refused women from every Council member's family.
They'd been praying that the last three women would yield his nishani.
"Not like our women," he said as the other warrior joined him.
And women don't have any rights where Romas is from.
"The women there are grown bigger, too," Evelyn explained.
She went about her business and was about to leave when the door opened and two beautiful, tall women entered.
The two women had just called her short and fat.
While he never believed he'd overlooked her among the throngs of women he'd met, he had heard even his sisters speak of the missing lifemate and how he had refused every woman on the planet and perhaps somehow overlooked her.
She was very unlike the women of his society.
She was impatient, anxious, emotional… nothing like the women he knew, which both interested him and warned him.
Women never slapped warriors.
Nishani took the hands of his youngest sister, Talal, and began to speak, animated compared to the serene women of his world.
The women would remain until the war was over and he could take them to their rightful home.
Instead he strode through the bright hallways into the women's wing and into the first room.
"Nishani, women do not fight," he answered.
"On my planet, women do fight," she said.
Nishani, here women are forbidden to fight, Talal said with a shake of her head.
And where I'm from, women do fight.
"Maybe I will teach you how women behave where I'm from," Kiera said, and fell into step beside her.
"Do women have a part in the war effort?" she asked.
Does he beat women?
She could think of only one thing that would turn her into one of the cookie-cutter women of this world, and she refused to be brainwashed.
He wondered if all women from his lifemate's planet had such a skill.
Women are forbidden to fight.
"Are all women of your world unusual?" he asked with impatience.
The women of A'Ran's family were sheltered.
"I've assessed that your men can't control their women," he said.
"No, and the women wouldn't let them anyway," she said.
Aren't there other women you could take as nishani?
They nearly reached the women's wing when the strange little Council member with white eyes called out to her.
Surely women have mates where she is from.
He'd granted favors to women as a way of releasing his frustration, but never with any real affection-- just physical need.
Are there many women on your planet?
I want to see what kind of planet produces women like you.
What did you tell these women?
You gotta understand these genealogy-type women, he added.
"You didn't tell the women Annie Quincy lived here, at Bird Song, did you?" she asked.
There are laws to protect women if a husband is abusive.
The two women remained huddled together on the sofa.
Cynthia spoke in a consoling tone as both women rose.
Dean explained to his wife the number of times in his police career he'd seen battered women refuse to follow through when confronted by their abusive mate.
She was promptly chased away by the mourning women and sulked off to her spot in the window.
Dean managed the luggage in three trips from their rental car while Cynthia and Fred handled the paper work and showed the women their quarters.
I told him men didn't hit women but he nodded 'Yes they do.'
Time to figure out what we're running here, a house for haunted women or just a house for 'hunted' women!
She used to talk of Annie all the time, tell us how brave her sister was, how she and the Reverend administered to the sick, and those women.
'The women of the night,' if you must know.
Most women were putty in the old man's hands, but Claire Quincy had pushed all the wrong buttons and short-circuited his good nature.
And try not to dream about hanging women.
That's where all the pretty women are.
What those women had to endure.
Two women couldn't room together for fifteen years and, in some ways, remain virtual strangers.
The two women moved out of sight and sound and Dean agonized through the lengthy, halting conversation before rejoining them.
Finding women there meant the risk of seeing them again would be minimal, since they were most likely traveling on business.
In his mind, women fell into one of two groups: Smart or Fun.
He had been with women before, but always those of questionable virtue.
You women have to beat that horse until it either dies or gets up and runs.
Jackson didn't concern himself, since he never brought women home.
Connor had been with many women, even lived with one for a year, yet he had never met anyone he had connected with like Sarah.
You don't see that too often in women her age.
He wanted to scream; he wasn't used to women challenging him this way and had no idea how to turn this around.
Most women on a first date would order a piece of fish or even a salad and end up pushing it around their plate.
Most of all, he wanted to tell her that he had never met a women who affected him the way she did, and he wanted to spend time with her, lots of time.
The women delved into small talk, and as Jackson turned, he noticed Connor standing stone still in the middle of the room, staring at Elisabeth.
The women were in Sarah's shoe closet, which was larger than most bedrooms.
Don't you make women you feed on forget you?
He growled, "More like Karma getting back at me for all the years I objectified women."
So, you're giving me permission to pick up women and feed on them?
Jackson watched the two women for a moment, still dumbstruck.
The women turned to the table and gasped.
Jackson felt uncomfortable under both women's scrutiny.
When they returned home, the women were enjoying glasses of wine.
He found it both amusing and a bit disconcerting that both Sidwell women's initial reaction was to castrate him.
I guess the Sidwell women can't resist the Parrish charm.
Just tell them the love of a good women has made you a better man all around.
He had grown accustomed to women acting this way, yet today, in this atmosphere, it made him uncomfortable.
No one spoke on the way home; the only sound, weeping from the two women.
Connor wished he could comfort the women, yet knew if he tried to speak, he would break down.
So far he'd managed to chase two women off before he reached thirty.
Being subservient is taking a backward step for women.
I think it was a backward step when women started stooping to the morals of men.
He says women should stay home and watch the kids, but I've heard him talk about some of the girls that do.
But seriously, there are a lot of women who love men shorter than them.
Josh is religious, but there aren't many men who would claim to understand women.
Women like to be treated like ladies now and then, Josh.
Couldn't you be tried by the women's movement for treason?
I've heard a few women claim they believed that, but it's a little hard to believe, in this day.
I don't know what it is about you that inspires women to defend you, but I'm getting tired of talking to you about it.
Maybe the women are impressed by you, but I'm not.
All women aren't alike, you know, and...
I guess men have always got to push women as far as they'll go.
There are lots of women out there who meet that requirement.
The area beyond the gates and inspections was quiet, with men and women dressed in government uniforms touring the compound like it was any other day and not possibly the last day of the world.
The general's stride quickened as he exited the medical facilities towards the direction both women had gone.
The cameras in the mountain showed a white haze hugging the ceilings and the unmoving bodies of the men and women in the mountain.
How many women her age had never seen a naked back, let alone a naked man?
Elise was much larger than most women, but she was still smaller than him.
Women don't normally dread climbing into bed with me.
He'd had a lot of women throw themselves at him, most of them more interested in the genetically altered body that made him as good in bed as he was in battle.
Of course, he'd never felt so personally responsible for any of the women that passed through his life.
He'd often wondered what it was that drew Tim to Lana and suspected it was nothing more than what drew him to other women.
Few people were out in the streets, but the front office area of the building held several women who had turned it into a living room.
Kelli greeted a few of the women in the room and led Lana into what looked like a former warehouse in the back of the building.
Men and women worked over large cauldrons of food in one building while young men and women focused on making blankets, clothes, and other textiles in another.
She stepped from the final building and watched men and women carry cauldrons towards the bonfire area.
Are these women's clothes?
Many of the women knitted and a number of the men caught catnaps when the action was dull—which was most of the time.
"I thought he liked boys—not women," Dean answered.
I just don't fool around with married women, especially a woman wed to a Mafia lawyer.
The streets of her city were no longer safe for women and children.
The two women in the outer office of the Rosewater and Atherton suite looked up and started to say something as Dean waltzed by to Ethel's closed-door chamber.
He wished women would stop saying nice things about him.
It contained mostly women's magazines and catalogs but one periodical caught his attention.
When he entered the living room where the women were gathering, his gaze immediately found Carmen.
His chocolate gaze scanned the room full of women uncomfortably as he walked toward her, his square-toed boots clicking briskly on the hardwood floor.
All the women in the room had laughed when she confided that he was the handsomest man she had ever seen, but every eye in the room was on him right now.
He wouldn't kiss her goodbye in front of all of the women.
At twenty-five, that kind of thing wouldn't be an issue for most women.
Surely Alex had been intimate with other women.
Was he sexually frustrated, and did he think about other women?
If popular models were an accurate indication, people preferred tall women.
Women have desires too – probably every bit as strong as a man's.
Was she encouraging Alex to assume a paternal role, or was she merely old-fashioned enough to think that men and women had specific roles?
No, she didn't think all women should want what she did, and she was perfectly capable of taking care of herself.
Pretty words again - and yet, considering his history with women, maybe they were more than mere words.
The mother arrived a few minutes later and as Carmen finished cleaning up the nursery, Mums and a few other women walked in.
The color scheme was simple, but was turning out elegant the way the women worked with it.
He must have had a lot of energy to keep up with two women.
Most women would be in a dither trying to get everything just right for their wedding.
They didn't have women to please.
Well, women have to shave too, you know.
I don't understand you women.
He's a good looking man with money, and there are a lot of women out there who would jump at the chance to take him away from you.
Did he look at other women that way?
It reminded her of what Katie had said about other women wanting him.
Again Katie's words about other women wanting Alex came to mind.
Women were a strange and fascinating gender.
"If it kept your hands off the women in court and the merchants' sons out of the Healer's ward, yes," Darian replied.
"Lots of women signing up," one of them said behind her.
The women's locker room was empty.