Hand

apart, her legs had bruises upon them where she had seen his hands rest there. The bruises looked to be the size of his huge hands. she could see the creases that were the imprint of his hands. She felt something growing hard and long about just before his mid drift. It felt huge, tearing its way inside. Ripping open the chasm. Her cunt was dry as the desert sand is wet. It tore into her, he crushed and bruised her breasts. with his huge hands. They to had the same bruises upon them that her…

most of the furniture was made of a very flammable wood. The Stolls on the other hand, decided to do something less useful and had quickly taken out a camera and were snapping pictures of a thoroughly unamused Nico.…

climb back to my feet and jog back to my brother. Cayleb begs from me to leave him, but I refuse. Our parents died when we were only eleven years old, and I will not lose another piece of my family. Miles turns to the side moaning and places his other hand on the beam. I reach him and attempt to help him lift it, to no prevail. I jerk my head back to Uriah, Mace, and Cayleb only to find that only Uriah is still there. “Please help.” I plead to him, staring into his eyes. Uriah sighs and runs…

Her name is Rosie and she is placed on my right hand, ring finger. She is a sterling silver, heart shaped diamond ring. She is a size 7 and is from Kay Jewelers. There are little diamonds that make up her shape. Rosie has been with me since April 1, 2015 and has never left my finger, but still managed to get a couple of scratches on her. Everywhere I am, Rosie is. I guess it is true what people say, diamonds are really a girl’s best friend. Rosie has a sentimental value and is worth more…

Today’s goal was to introduce me to the site, the people that work in my department, the resources available to workers, and current projects. My volunteer supervisor, Geraldine Baptist, showed me around the hospital, specifically where I would normally sign in and sign out, the cafeteria, and the Occupational/Physical therapy outpatient department. Upon arrival at the OT/PT department, Ms. Baptist introduced me to the front desk secretary, Mauracell, a sweet, openhearted young lady. Mauracell…

session, help while mounting Bowen by placing his hands (hand over hand) on the horn of the saddle, and also telling his horse, Bowen, to “Go” when asked by riding instructor. JD will be asked to hold and play with the play-dough at different planes, which will work on UE bilateral skills, fine motor skills, and strengthen his UE and hand muscles. JD will also be encouraged to answer questions when asked “what shape are you making?” or “what hand is holding the play-dough?” JD will then actively…

is replicated by the son who raises his right hand towards the sky. There is a sharp distinction created by the hand the son raised. In Western religion, there exists a dichotomy between the left-hand and right-hand associated paths of life. The left equates to malicious black magic and the devil. On the other hand, the hand the child chose to raise ̶ the right hand ̶ is associated with pure white magic and God. Therefore, by raising the right hand the child is associating himself with the…

my words. My hand swept back and forth as I talked, and I can certainly see how they were distracting. when I was talking about my own notes sheet, I physically outline a list in the air in front of my face. Thankfully, as the speech went on my hang movements became less distracting, leading me to believe that nerves were the cause of these overzealous gesticulations. I can fix this problem easily by making sure I am prepared and being aware of my tendency to overdo it with my hands. I will…

The young man laughed, at Yaozu’s reaction,” I see you noticed the feeling of my hand, and my stitches,” He said. Yaozu looked up, astonished,” At first, I thought you were a zombie, because of the stitches! B-But your hand! It’s so soft and fluffy! What are you?” He asked, curiously,” Hold on there, pal! You got way too much on your plate! You see…I’m a scarecrow,” Slicer answered. There was awkward…

We were told repeatedly how lucky we were that the accident happened when the hand specialist was on call. I guess I understood the sentiment but it was hard to fully concur. Lucky??…