What is "nightdress"

Usage examples of "nightdress".

Miss Bombazine, in a black nightdress, stood breathing in the March morning air as though in relief, her majestic bust projecting over the sill.

Jenny sang about the house, lingered in her garden to touch the papery calices of her daffodils and bought a new nightdress to take off for Philip when he got back from his trip.

She was only about twenty yards from him now and he could see her plainly, the wild white hair, the nightdress sticking to her body, the swinging, pendulous breasts, the arms with their weals of crepy skin.

She was most indignant when you asked her if Longford had given her that nightdress.

Leslie crept forth from his hiding-place, snatched up the nightdress, which lay, where June had flung it as she went out after Longford, on the small table by the door, and darted through the kitchen into the yard.

As she lay in the narrow bed in her borrowed white nightdress, she wished she could make sense of the story Ernestine had told her.

The girls shrieked and began dancing unashamedly, their young bodies sliding against the thin nightdresses, their breasts protruding.

The woman and the two girls, all in their nightdresses, went like moonlit ghosts back to the house.

Petrie looked at Prickles, squatting innocently in front of the television in her pink nightdress.

I went over her flowerbeds, scrambled through bushes and undergrowth and burst into the open fields beyond, a terrifying image of Miss Birdie in her long white nightdress chasing after me and brandishing the wicked carving knife keeping me going for quite some distance.

Shucking out of her bedrobe and nightdress, she made quick work of buttons and laces and stood before three angled mirrors to judge the effect.

She wore a nightdress with a pale silk bedrobe over it and dark lace over her hair.

He looked calmly down on her bulk and between her large soft bubs, sloping within her nightdress like a shegoat's udder.

Hampered as she was by her downthrust nightdress she nevertheless managed to scramble quickly over him to the floor.

Thetypical Nicola romance would end, near the doorway of her attic flat,with the man of the moment sprinting down the passage, his trousersround his knees, a ripped jacket thrown over his ripped shirt, and hotly followed by Nicola herself (now in a nightdress, now inunderwear, now naked beneath a half-furled towel), either to speed him on his way with a blood libel and a skilfully hurled ashtray, orelse to win back his love, by apologies, by caresses, or by main force.