The foreign god's fingers massaged firmly but maintaining as gentle a touch as possible the warm, soft flesh of one of the thighs of the god he served as part of his façade as a follower in the caravans. Such clean and soft skin, without any kind of hair... would it be that soft in other deeper areas?

It was something I had to sincerely admire about the Egyptians; their soft skins. He could be sure that the skin of that demigod was softer than that of the women of his land!