Even worse, those who are particularly sound sleepers or can't get out of bed fast enough can wind up with wet sheets.

Instead she's wadding up another wet sheet of 140-pound watercolor paper.

He pulled out the wet sheet of paper, placed it on the kitchen counter, and began to read.

He shook out a wet sheet and handed her one corner of it.

I was trying to get up, struggling with the wet sheets.

Then he threw the wet sheet back at her and walked furiously away.

The wet sheets are dried and finished on separate machines.

It was like looking at someone who has walked headfirst into a wet sheet.

I wouldn't want to meet that wet sheet in a dark dripping forest.

Somehow her hand tangled in the wet sheet, pulling it away.