The woman stopped what she was doing and looked up at me.

Both he and the woman stopped, looking at one another.

The old woman stopped playing and looked up at them.

A woman in the street stopped, looked up and ran.

And it is the one that women never stop thinking about.

The woman stopped and allowed him to walk up to her.

The four women stopped perhaps ten feet away from me.

The woman came and stopped a few feet from him.

Sometimes, the women stopped to talk to somebody, but he could not understand their words.

He was about to turn away, but the old woman stopped him.