Despite, the pain in his ribs, he tried to get control of himself.

Just before he came, he'd hit her at least once, usually in the ribs.

I might fight now, but with that gun in my ribs I'd small chance.

I wondered how hard I'd hit him in the ribs.

The hand in my ribs traveled to another, better place.

The following day, she is found with a knife in her ribs.

Then she kicked both of them hard in the ribs.

The rock caught him hard in the ribs, and he fell.

She patted me in the ribs with the back of her hand.

It felt like I'd been hit in the ribs with a brick.