Claustrophobia seeps into my skin, bending twisting digging at my bones and I need to be LET OUT... Suddenly I find myself free, walking crawling hanging among the trees that shield my naked body from all the Peeping Toms, women and children... The dirt on my ass, the rough bark in my hands, the faint smell of animal shit drifting upwards from the ground all make me mad with fever but set me free... and nothing beats a thick, hard piece of wood between my legs...