He extended a long, brown arm to the Malibu sky.

He put out a strong brown arm and anchored them to its side, looking into the excited faces before him.

Suddenly a brown arm thrust into her field of vision.

She flung her thin brown arms about his neck and kissed him.

The next instant, a brown arm reached between the window bars of a nearby cell.

He was on his back, one brown arm thrown across his eyes.

Once again he sounded full of pain and Maggie put her hand on the strong brown arm; she just couldn't help it.

Timmy shook off the brown arms that held him and walked over to George at once.

The door opened wide enough for her wet brown arm.

The smell seemed to help: a moment later, she wrapped one of her thin brown arms in mine.