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Officers said the girls would hang out around ritzy bars and restaurants, pick up well-heeled guys, and once in the dudes' cars, whip off their blouses and invite the guys to "have a taste."
She might whip off a series of entrechat sixes and huits, or perhaps a series of double step-up turns (piques en dehors), often called, as a pet name by the English, "lame ducks." Carmelita would execute them at an incredible velocity without the lameness--never coming off pointe.
As the moment in the show's finale approaches--where the guys whip off their G-strings--there's a sensation of rising panic and excitement that's anarchic, borderline orgasmic, and quite thrilling to behold.
In the same way, Cassini will "grab hold" of Venus and Earth until it gains enough momentum (speed) to whip off into space in a new trajectory (path) toward Saturn.
The 23-year-old singer was left bemused at her appalling luck, having discovered the only man on Earth who wouldn't want her to whip off her clothes in his back garden.
So when temperatures rise you can whip off that t-shirt and cool down in your camisole.
And while manager Sir Alex Ferguson has cracked the whip off the pitch, insisting on the eve of the season that reputations would count for nothing, Keane is doing so on it.
only her "policeman" didn't whip off his clothes and smear baby oil over his six-pack.
Viewers saw him whip off his kilt to reveal his skintight wrestling outfit in a bid to impress 30 female contestants.
It's a sad problem and one that's on the rise faster than a bun in the oven due to media and celeb pressure to shed the pounds faster than the women could whip off their hospital gowns.
Men turn in Second, perched on half-toe, then snap to hack attitude, balance, whip off a double pirouette, then leap with splayed limbs.
And if you're still lying next week we might whip off the duvet.
Landlords Tim and Sam Stone from the Cedar Inn in Aberdour, Fife, persuaded 12 brave souls to whip off their kit for the shoot.
ON the mock Tudors there's a head count to rival Big Brother as Jonathan Rhys Meyers's ripe young Henry VIII crops his court at the neck as fast as he can whip off his doublet and hose for the ladies who are caught in action more often that they are in waiting.
Well, if it's Liberty X you whip off your tops and flash your bras.