“LOUNGE” на казахском языке

He seemed to think that the reason Sam was so confused was because he didn’t know what to do with Mama, and indicated toward a stretcher next to his lounge chair.

’ The shifter walked away and sat among the barrels, laughing with his sword-slaves as they re-enacted the terrified faces and strangled cries of the men they’d murdered; and the most terrible thing to Tsen was how he wanted so much to be with her again, how much he’d wanted Sivan-Kalaiya to take his hands and look into his eyes and whisper sweet lies about how things would be once this was done, how the two of them would slip away to another world and no one would come after them because everyone would think he was dead, how they’d lounge together in baths laced with Xizic oil and grow apples in their orchard and make wine and drink it together in the steam and be happy for as long as they were alive.

She eased off the lounge chair before she realized she was doing so, and walked to the pool edge, hands on hips.

He’d already moved the lounge chairs that Amren—and sometimes Mor—liked to use for sunbathing while he and the others trained.

Kevin led her past lounge chairs occupied by intertwined couples making out and drinking.

It was several moments before the woman who had taken the man upstairs returned, and now she had another man with her who walked down from the stairs and found a couch to lounge on.

The girls had been all over them, cornering them in the back lounge and plying them with cheap beer.

Heartman sat back down in his lounge chair.

Someone was lying face up on a padded lounge chair ahead in the darkness.

Heartman closed his eyes and the gramophone placed at an angle to his lounge chair began to play music.