He lifted a hand to her hair and stroked at it lightly.

Michael sat beside him and stroked the hair at his temple.

She stroked the damp hair at the nape of his neck.

He stroked the glossy black feathers on the one at his right shoulder.

They stroked at this fragile container like the hands of a huge parent.

Yet it was with fingers gentle as any woman's that he stroked the smooth black head at his knee.

Mary had spent a little time in close conversation with him and even stroked his cheek at one stage.

She stroked a bare triangle of skin at his hip.

He stroked tentatively at the water and took a step.

She stroked a finger across the baby cheek at her breast.