What is "underside"

Usage examples of "underside".

On its underside was a smaller similar boomerang about a third the size.

Then, according to the former longshoreman, the spaceman started up some stairs, which led into the underside of the saucer.

The lid was thrown back, revealing on its underside a huge, massively complex locking mechanism.

Tiny doors swung open on the underside and long spools of microlight fiber dropped down from the ring.

A strong, ultrathin wire ran from a corner of the monocle to the battery pack clipped to the underside of his collar.

Judge Fang rested his elbows carefully on the rail to maintain his balance, then tilted his head back so that he was staring straight up at the underside of one such, pulsing with oversaturated colored light.

That vapour would condense on the underside of the polythene, would trickle down to the weighted base of the sheet, and drip into the biscuit tin below.

Its underside glowed with reactive paint, and I could see the metal cage on top where the operator would guide the AI deck through manipulating the dangling tentacles of crabhooks to pick up five racks at a time and transport them to the staging area.

The bulbous magnetic head of the Maghook thunked into the underside of the retractable steel bridge and stuck there.

The view from the camera on the underside of the retractable bridge on C-deck, looking straight down on E-deck.

Her cervix worked the tender underside of his cock while her cunt squeezed the shaft and thick root.

So powerful was the expelled harpoon of a stitcher that it could penetrate the underside of a normal vehicle.

Next they put on him a great cloak made of unshorn velvet pear-colored inside and outside embroidered at the top and down the back with bugles and pearls countless in number and holding two dozens of buttons, altogether they were near two hours a-buttoning, while they buttoned I inched closer to the underside of the tin which was taller than myself and leaning against a tree, I inched and inched, sometimes half-inched, so that to the eye my movements were imperceptible.

The landing craft now nestled into the underside of a hundred-meter-long biopackage built by the alien Bgarth, supported four thousand meters above the surface by vast airfoils filled with buoyant hydrogen, driven by biomechanical turbojets.

As in other Atlantan districts of London, Feed lines had been worked into the sinews of the place, coursing through utility tunnels, clinging to the clammy undersides of bridges, and sneaking into buildings through small holes bored in the foundations.