A muscular young black man sat naked on the bed.
He is a very muscular man with blue eyes and brown hair.
The muscular man, he was the one who'd pulled the gun.
Between them and the far door were three large, muscular men.
What he saw was a very large, muscular man, with no expression on his face.
The hour was almost up when a tall, muscular man walked in.
On the other side of the desk stood a short, muscular man.
He was a large, muscular old man, and the bullet never found its way out of the body.
Both are brown, muscular men who look a little soft without being so at all.
He launched himself across the table at the muscular man.
