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Usage examples of hip.

His real mission, of course, is to convince some other band, somewhere else, that he is a genius acoustician who has developed the ultimate amplifier and that Doggone amps are the only amps that any hip band can possibly consider.

As Addle poured him a glass of juice, he slipped his arm around her hips, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Honorius the afrit leaped upon the bonnet of the car, femurs akimbo, hands on hip bones, skull cocked at a jaunty angle.

The two women disappeared behind the afterclap, the canvas screen at the back of the wagon, and Sarah called for the servants to bring the copper hip bath and buckets of hot water from the cooking fire.

Seregil paid his price without quibbling and Maklin threw in a sword belt, showing Alec how to wrap it twice around his waist 63 and fix the lacings so that the blade hung at the proper angle against his left hip.

A long, tall flagon of amberjack was in her hand, and a slim long sword at her hip.

Her slender figure, her prominent hips, her beautifully-modelled bosom, her large eyes, from which flashed the sparkle of amorous desire, everything about her was strikingly beautiful, and presented to my hungry looks the perfection of the mother of love, adorned by all the charms which modesty throws over the attractions of a lovely woman.

She glared at him with her hands on her hips, her mouth set irritably aslant upward, her eyebrows gathered into a dark knot over her nose.

After an extensive tussle, punctuated by whoops, giggles and female screams, the predictable result was obtained with Avis straddling his face, Eris his hips.

He felt the devil was slipping hip wiggling and bebop rhythms into gospel, tempting groups and luring good Christians away from the Lord with the idea of making a fast buck.

Lily Bede stood a foot behind him, hand on hips, spots of carnelian edging each cheekbone.

Strange was coming out of a massage parlor when he felt his beeper vibrate against his hip.

As he was crossing the street, the beeper on his hip sounded, and he checked the numbered readout: Janine.

I smoothed my hands down my lightweight gauze ruffly, beflounced broomstick skirt, wondering if Tiffany was being catty or if my hips did, in fact, look so massive she had to give me a gentle pointer.

It was loosely lashed about her waist with a behen, a long woolen sash wrapped above her hips.