They had two pairs of binoculars with them. They swept the landscape below them."Here they come." whispered Bobby."You sure they're watching us?" whis...ered Lilly, as they started to strip off their shirts and shorts."No doubt in my mind. Don't look straight at it, but there's a clump of bushes up on the ridge. That's were they usually peep at the other girls when they swim here." Daisy whispered back."Yeah, just caught a flash of light up there." Dummy's are using binoculars facing the sun." OH. We’re at the stage where there are various concrete pads on the grounds, several of them with a range of objects needed to provide electricity for the surrounding area: transformers, circuit breakers, instrument transformers, switches, and connecting all that together, the HUGE bundles of multiconductor cable.We weren’t at the stage where the heavy conductors were in place, the ones that actually carry the real power, high voltages at hundreds or even thousands of amps.When it’s finished, we. They're all pretty. Not like the women you see on the magazine covers in the supermarket. Those women are like kids' toys. Exaggerations, chosen for effect. My family is not that kind of pretty. They're the kind of pretty that's natural and it starts on the inside and works its way out and it's got clean and fresh and young and happy and natural. I don't mean to put anybody down, but I think Cindy's the most remarkable of the group. Red hair and green eyes sort of do things. A sad Cindy is a. Her face was beautiful - there was no other truthful description. Her hair was deep auburn and her eyes dark green.Her breasts were large and apparent even under the loose fitting sleeveless tunic type garment. She was covered below the belt by a sort of skirt - obviously made of tanned animal skin. It was very short and displayed wonderfully athletic legs. Since she was fairly tall at about five eight, those beautiful legs seemed to go on forever.Her hair was long, but mostly tangled and.