Sore spot for novice skaters

Usage examples of tailbone.

Scots scream going into battle before, but that particular Highland shriek made the hairs on my body prickle from tailbone to nape.

In the dream it's the figure of a very tall sunken-chested man in black-frame glasses and a sweatshirt with old stained chinos, leaning back sort of casually or else morosely slumped, resting its tailbone against the window sill's ventilator's whispering grille, with its long arms hanging at its sides and its ankles casually crossed so that Gately can even see the detail that the ghostly chinos aren't long enough for its height, they're the kind kids used to call 'Highwa-ters' in Gately's childhood a couple of Bimmy Gately's savager pals would corner some pencil-necked kid in those-type too-short trousers on the playground and go like 'Yo little brother where's the fucking flood?

His hands and feet had turned into webbed paws, and his tailbone had elongated into a fluked tail.

My pleasure began to rise as Julia fondled my breasts, and I could hear her start to moan as Brad’s thrusting pressed my tailbone against her clit.

She was grateful for her choice, feeling her tailbones where she had lost her saddle calluses.

Is that water leaking from your eyes, or whalebones, or tailbones, or baseballs, or mothballs, or dictionaries, or pictionaries, or barbed wire, or haywire ?

He sets up each turn perfectly, coming in low for the high-banked curves so that his apogee -- and mine a few seconds later -- will be teetering right at the lip of the icy bank, careering out of the banked turn at just the right speed for the next descending straight, then banging and skipping down the long icy ramp so fast that vision blurs, the pounding comes up through my tailbone and spine so that vision is doubled, trebled, and my head pounds with the pain of it, then blurs again with the spray of ice chips flying, creating halos in the moonlight, bright as the unblinking stars spill and reel above us -- the brilliant stars competing even with the Oracle's glow and the asteroid moons' quick, tumbling light -- and then we are braking low and bouncing hard and riding high again, arresting into a sharp left that takes my breath away, then skidding into a sharper right, then pounding and flying down a straight so steep that the sled and I seem to be screaming into freefall.