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Originally Posted by meeera

I haven't yet read a novel by a woman author where a male character is constantly obsessed with their own secondary sex characteristics.

My all-time favourite example of a male author's bad but funny writing:

“She was wearing a tight halter-top, exposing a well-toned midriff. Her thighs were wrapped snug in spandex shorts that ended halfway to her knees. Max lowered his line of vision to take in her breasts… ”