panting

Stretch pants, Moon Boots, bota bags, backscratchers, cheese pots, schnapps, sheepskin rugs, and those sensuous midcentury modern fireplaces in avocado green.

In addition to comfy pants and my dishwasher, reading romance got me through 2020.

They said the strict dress code for state representatives—men are expected to wear pants and suit jackets with ties—helped them realize how uncomfortable they were living in the gender binary.

I wear these pants more than anything else I own at the moment, and that will continue to be the case for as long as I work from home.

I’m a big fan of the thick drawstring waistband that keeps the pants up at all times.

Panting, Chester flung himself upon the running-board just as the car turned out of the yard.

Panting, we arrived on the ledges overlooking the boat and the schooner.

Panting, worn out, Helen felt like permitting herself to sink, and thus quickly end the horrors of her situation.

Panting and heaving, they shifted it first away from the balustrade, and tilted it towards the wall of the house.

Panting and sick, the cub lay outstretched among the thorns, while the tears flowed from his eyes and the froth hung on his lips.