Her father had come there for the monkeys. She had adopted several of them as pets. They were tiny. Lovable little creatures and so quick to tame. They could pick up knowledge as quickly as a child, she thought, and she spent many hours playing with them.

One afternoon, sitting on the balcony of the east tower of the temple, she caught sight of the men below. They were headed for the temple pool, which ran off from a little waterfall, now nearly covered with thick green vines and ferns.

They had just come back from a day's journey with her father, exploring the local terrain, taking notes and pictures of the wild life in the vicinity. The usual thing they did every day.

And the men usually got back around this time. It looked like they were all headed for the pool and quick wash-up. That beautiful clear pond served as the community's bath, but Blair had never seen the men bathe in it.

They had always let her go in alone, and she was used to it being that way.

But she had never been out on just this balcony when the men were bathing below.

She knew she ought to run inside and busy herself with something else, and leave them here in private, but she didn't want to. She was curious. Naturally curious.

She leaned over the balcony and tried to stay as quiet as a mouse. The little spider monkey she was holding started to chatter insanely and she held her finger over her mouth to give him the signal to shut up.

When that didn't work, she held her finger over his mouth.

"Sssshhhhh!" she told the jabbering little ape as he blinked his out-sized eyes and jumped up and down on the balcony railing.

Blair missed the men getting out of their clothes, because of the thick covering of foliage. But when they stepped out into the sun, she had a clear view of everything. Everything she had ever wanted to see and more.