Jungle-loving Girl

"No, no, no, Lilly, no." Camilla talked on her phone. "No. No. I'm NOT doing that." She said walking around the room. She was wearing just a towel.

Lilly replied from the other side. "Oh come on Camie! You're a tomboy. You just have to come up in a birthday suit on your party. Simple. Just as a surprise. Everyone is our people. There are no boys!"

"Have you lost your mind, Lilly? Why do you want me to come up naked in front of all the ladies? That too… in MY birthday party. I'm turning 21 man! Be considerate."

"Ugh. You boring bitch. Then I'm calling boys to the party."

"No. No boys."

"Why!?"

"Oh Lilly. Why do we need boys? We have us ladies? You know I get awkward with boys don't you?"

"Oh gosh Camie. This is too much. You HAVE to choose. Birthday suit or boys?"

"Neither."

"That was not an option."

"Ugh, Lilly, you're such an idiot. Boys are alright. But no birthday suit."

Camilla could handle some boys. But she couldn't handle coming out naked in front of women. But she had not always been like this.

In her younger, freer, countryside days. She used to stay naked days on end. Even during adolescence.

She didn't care a bit. She moved around the farms in knee-length shoes and a cowboy hat. Just knee-length shoes and a hat.

She sighed as she put aside her phone.

She looked out of the window. Just in the backyard was the jungle. On the other side of the jungle was the highway. She sighed again.

And made up her mind.

She walked out of the house, still in her towel and ventured off into the jungle. It was jungle time. Sometime for herself. Jungle… a place away from all miseries. All distresses.

Finding a peaceful spot, she laid by a tree and slept there. Under the sounds of beautiful jungle…