A late-afternoon breeze broke like surf against his hairless skull.

A thin fringe of false hair went onto his hairless skull.

He was not tall, and yet somehow his great hairless skull made him seem imposing.

The bullet cut a clean hole through the smooth, hairless skull of the Martian.

Blue veins stood out on Frank's ancient, hairless skull.

The hairless skull glinted as if it were wet.

Bob would never forget the sound of her hairless skull, knocking against the concrete.

Only a few dark, oiled wisps were left, combed across his hairless skull.

He pointed to his hairless skull and smiled again.

Their hairless skull looked as if they had put on a dunce cap.