His long, white fingers played with a flower on the table.

His long white fingers were sweating now as he turned the pages.

She reached up and touched my hand with her cool white fingers.

He frowned and looked down at his long white delicate fingers.

The small white fingers opened, at the end of the extended wrists.

I thought you might say that,' she said, still staring at her long white fingers on the table top.

His blood had been wiped off by her soft white finger.

He tried to hold the edges down with his long white fingers.

I saw her white fingers touch something on the wall; it was a light switch.

Long white fingers appeared above the surface of the table.