Katy set her hands on her hips, flared her elbows, and lifted her chin.
The woman danced opposite to him, this way and that, with her knuckles on her hips.
The man lay quiet, head upon the floor, legs and hips on the stairs.
Nor did her hips want the assistance of a hoop to extend them.
He was a finely made man, broad in the shoulder and slender in the hips.
A cloth ...