Nightclothes

Usage examples of pajamas.

Pearl, unpack and hang everything up carefully, iron things that had wrinkled, take a bath, put on the pajamas she usually wore when she slept without me, get in bed with Pearl, have a half cup of frozen chocolate yogurt sweetened with aspartame, and watch a movie.

His gaze traveled from the filmy pink scarf draping her throat and floating behind her to the deep pink bandeau covering her breasts and finally to the volumnious extravagance of the matching harem pajamas.

Weissmann with his hair combed in bangs, wearing white silk lounging pajamas, rhinestone pumps, and black eyeholes and lips, to steal another oscillograph roll.

In preparation for sleep Mama Nilla had exchanged her pink working coveralls for a set of flowered pajamas cinched in around her ample waist.

The sun was shining, the birds singing, the fountains splashing, the peafowl strutting before he had mounted the dais to his bed, too exhausted to hunt out his pajamas from whatever mammoth mahogany commode they had been placed in by the newly attentive servants.

The virus did not respond to antibiotics, and to her surprise she found that an ape could sweat, manifestly at night, through both the buffer of his pelage and the icy acetate of his pajamas.

Jenny in 1604, Elizabeth in 1605, Marlon in 1606, and Escrow and Pimento fighting over the remote control in their pajamas in 1607.

I was barefoot and robeless and felt a chill pass through the Hong Kong polyester of my pajamas.

He turned to see Sumi Chan, in black silk pajamas, standing with arms outstretched, smiling broadly.

Montoya, with his pants tugged up over his pajamas and his gun shoved backward into his holster, plodded wearily out of the shadows accompanied by Harlan Betchel, who wore a raincoat over his pajamas and carried a 16-gauge shotgun.

He bathed Julia and put her in her pajamas, gave her another dose of aspirin, then held her for a while.

Shivering in his pajamas on a deserted street corner, calling Bowser out to his death.

Gould lay in buttonless pajamas on a tousled bed beneath a punkah that had ceased to swing, unshaven, staring at the two intruders with eyes whose pupils were reduced to pin-points, conveying only mirage to the poisoned brain behind.

The camera panned on five babies, quintuplets dressed in white pajamas, in a row on a blanket.

Darkroom, I assumed, until the young man opened the door wearing a ratty robe over rumpled pajamas.