They walked toward the middle of the clearing as a biting wind tore at their clothing.

Thorns tore at his clothing and caught in his hair.

Alice screamed and tore at her clothing, trying to free herself from the holy flame.

She sat up and began to tear at his clothing.

And then hard hands were pulling her out into the street, tearing at her clothing.

Her hands tore at his clothing as she suddenly shifted her weight.

The cold night air rushed by him, tore at his heavy clothing.

If she took one more step she would be unable to stop herself from tearing at his clothing, seizing him to her.

It made girls want to tear at his clothing.

More and more hands tore at my clothing, and there was no end to them.