'Incredible the way this has caught on,' said Sanford with unconcealed pleasure.

It was an unconcealed pleasure for Marion to watch Eddie eat.

She came toward him, both hands outstretched in greeting, her face alight with unconcealed pleasure.

He was famous for his photographic memory, his arrogance, his sharp tongue, and the unconcealed pleasure he took in pointing out the errors of colleagues.

But he, too, had been smiling, with unconcealed pleasure.

He remembered the way her mouth had tasted beneath his, the smooth glide of his fingers over her skin, the unconcealed pleasure she had experienced from his lovemaking.

Anyhow, she accepted me as her special cavalier with unconcealed pleasure, and we were soon seeking opportunities to be alone together.

So it is with unconcealed pleasure that Mrs. Crump disparages cries of lack of white representation and opposition to a system that served whites well for so long.

Paskutti stood in the iris opening, hands on his belt, glancing with unconcealed pleasure at the docile captives.

Marcia had greeted him with unconcealed pleasure; apparently she still lived in the days when servants--and Julia had no doubt in her mind that she ranked as that in her patient's eyes-were like furniture, neither seeing nor hearing.