I keep in shape, but it was still nice to be admired by someone that young and firm.We were leaning on our shovels, resting, waiting for Grumpy to get... a move on, when the rebellion started. It had been apparent that Sally wasn't keeping up and now she wasn't working at all. Her gloves were off, and she was staring at us defiantly. Staring at me, anyway."Are you going to finish those, Sally? We're about done here," I asked her in a light tone."Are you going to make me?" she spat back at me. "Why. As I must have been staring at her doing this and imagining her in them she quite coolly asked me "Do you like these" holding a pair of hold up stockings. I just nodded and she smiled and said " I thought you did as you are often looking up my skirt in the meetings" I was a bit surprised and apologised, but she said " its fine I love you looking and I have noticed you like it from the lump in your trousers" Again I was a little taken back but said that I had enjoyed seeing her stocking tops and. Got tired of having it short?" said the stylist."Yes, I suppose it was trendy at the time but I missed the length," saidPaula, finding an excuse for her short hair rather easy."With hair like yours, that's understandable," said the stylist. "By theway, my names Carla." Nice to meet you Carla," said Paula.Paula watched with keen interest as her hair made the permanent trip tofeminimity. No more passing it off as a unisex style. Some trimming wasdone, but hardly any length was lost. When the. She looked again, the cabin wasn’t on the map. A yellow light came from behind the window and a nice plume of smoke swirled up from the chimney.She dropped her backpack on the ground and got herself a snack, a handful of almonds and some raisins. The cabin kept on pulling her attention, it wasn’t on the map, it didn’t matter if it was a private cabin or some tourist restaurant gift shop, it should’ve been marked on her map, she wanted to be alone with nature, how could she do that if there was.