stirrups

Last week when I was at the OB/GYN, my feet up in stirrups ... um, well, my doc looked at them and said, "Just get the damn surgery, Pari."

ON THE BUBBLE WITH DYLAN SCHAFFER 2006

Although my feet were in stirrups and I was still fully dressed from the waist up, with a paper sheet covering my privates, I blushed, flattered by the comment.

The XY Files 2005

Although my feet were in stirrups and I was still fully dressed from the waist up, with a paper sheet covering my privates, I blushed, flattered by the comment.

The XY Files 2005

Women DO NOT need to be flat on a table with their legs in stirrups.

Probe Me Gently | Her Bad Mother 2008

The stirrups were a bit high for him, but strong arms pulled him to where he could get his feet into them.

A Corridor in the Asylum 2010

I got a new saddle, and the stirrups were a little long.

King of the Cowboys Ty Murray 2003

The stirrups were a little long for her, he bent to shorten them to her comfort, and then she saw him look up furtively and flash her a grin, and she knew that he, too, had fathomed what was going on, and shared her secret laughter.

One Corpse Too Many Peters, Ellis, 1913-1995 1979

Before mounting your horse always examine carefully your saddle and bridle to see that the girths are tight, that the bridle is properly buckled, and the stirrups are the proper length.

Outdoor Sports and Games Claude H. Miller

He was wearing rope-soled shoes and the stirrups were a little too short; his submachine gun was slung over his shoulder, his pockets were full of clips and he was sitting reloading the one used clip, the reins under one arm, tight, watching Pilar mount into a strange sort of seat on top of the duffle lashed onto the saddle of the buckskin.

For Whom The Bell Tolls Hemingway, Ernest, 1899-1961 1940

He was wearing rope-soled shoes and the stirrups were a little too short; his submachine gun was slung over his shoulder, his pockets were full of clips and he was sitting reloading the one used clip, the reins under one arm, tight, watching Pilar mount into a strange sort of seat on top of the duffle lashed onto the saddle of the buckskin.

For Whom The Bell Tolls Hemingway, Ernest, 1899-1961 1940