He was not quite fast enough and a lead ball tore into his thigh.

I drove the knife back into its thigh, once, twice.

As it was, the bullet slammed into his left thigh.

He kicked out and felt the broken edge of the gate cut into his thigh.

I became aware of a hard knot pressing into my thigh.

He pretended to get up, sank his fingers into the second man's thigh instead, feeling for a pressure point.

Until they brought me down with that slice into my thigh (knife?

A corner of a bench bit unnoticed into his thigh.

She was no more than four feet tall, and he could feel her bony knees press into his thighs.

The sound was so close he could feel the vibrations from the trembling ground clear up into his thighs.