His suede pants clung to long, thick thighs and were tucked into heavy boots.
His thighs rested against hers and extended well beyond hers.
He was sitting in his chair, everything from the top of his head to his thighs covered with the newspaper he was holding out to read.
Bianca's drowsy cat warmed one of her thighs, and it hopped off to hide beneath the table opposite her.
He had just finished dressing for his ride, and wore a blue uniform, opening in front over a white waistcoat so long that it covered his rotund stomach, white leather breeches tightly fitting the fat thighs of his short legs, and Hessian boots.