I closed her large empty eyes with my left fingers.

At last, I ran my left fingers over the golden coins.

There's a story behind the left index finger, the one with half a nail.

She bit the end of her left little finger.

With his right forefinger, he knocked down one of the left fingers.

I wiggled my left fingers and looked for the scars.

Under it, he placed the fingertip from his left little finger.

She picked up the knife and cut off her left index finger at the first joint.

His warm heavy body was pressed against me, arms dangling, head held in my left fingers, eyes closed.

Barely able to move his left fingers, he took out two ten-pound notes.