Finally, I tapped the leather holster under my left shoulder.

Lying low on his hips were two old leather holsters.

Inside was a plain leather holster, rigged in a peculiar way.

At his hip he wore a pistol in an ancient leather holster.

A large pistol was strapped to his waist in a black leather holster.

He slid it in and out of the soft leather holster.

There was a leather holster under the left arm, but the gun was not in it.

He had a glistening leather holster strapped to his hip.

The leather holster had saved him from serious injury, but his clothing was on fire.

His pistol was still in its black leather holster.