No

Realizing that masturbating in the open would probably be a very, _very _bad idea, you continue on.

You continue through the jungle, as the vines and leaves get thicker and thicker. Soon, it's a struggle to move even a foot forward. Every time you take a step, your boots get pushed into over a foot of brambles and sticks. And night is fast approaching, you'll need to sleep soon.

Thankfully, with one final push through a wall of vines, you enter a small clearing. The sky above is still mostly covered, but the sun appears to have set anyway, so it's not like it mattered anyway.

In the middle of the clearing sits a small, run down, wooden hut. Vines are growing on the sides, and it doesn't look like anyone has lived in it for a long time.