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Answer for the clue "Where VapoRub may be rubbed ", 5 letters:
chest

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Usage examples of chest.

David and the Major General, Abraham folds his arms tightly across his chest in an attempt to crush the anxiety he feels in his gut.

Her companions were threaded along the trunk behind her, moving easily: the widow Philas apparently indifferent to her surroundings, Farr with his eyecups wide and staring, his mouth wide open and his chest straining at the thin Air, and dear old Adda at the back, his spear clasped before him, his good eye constantly sweeping the complex darkness around them.

Granpa spoke no Afrikaans and she no English so she thumped up and down in silence with her chins squashing onto her chest with every bump of the old truck.

In the shelter of the aftercastle two men stood at the long tiller, feet braced wide apart and chests slick with sweat.

I was in mid-air for an agelong enough to chew and swallow a tongueand then I hit on my stomach, rocked forward on my receding chest and two of my chins, and slid.

He had been looking at the trophies atop the chest, aglimmer with stolen light.

It said hello by secreting algesic enzymes, triggering a star flare in his chest that slapped him off his feet like a blow from a club.

Mind you, the fact that she was stark naked and rubbing her body, cat-like, against his chest and groin should have been all in her favor.

Post-swatly, I went on, I took from the chest my only correspondence with Andromeda, love-letters written during my youthful trip to Larissa, and posted them with the others in the Gulf of Argolis.

Then Andromeda, in a perfect tempest of outrage, fishfed the entire contents of the chest: shore me of my valiant past as a steering drover ballocks a bull.

Only during extreme stress or fury did the animalistic growl vibrate in his chest in such a way.

His hands cupped it, clenching on the rounded curves as an animalistic growl rumbled in his chest.

Nom Anor leaned back, and folded his long, bony fingers across his chest.

Every time Nom Anor glanced back toward the wall of rubble that so easily could have become his tomb, a spectral hand reached into his chest to twist his heart apart.

And Arete sent her serving-women, one to carry a sea-cloak, washed and fresh, a shirt as well, another assigned to bear the sturdy chest and a third to take the bread and ruddy wine.