Lost in the Woods: My Body as a Guide to Freedom
I urgently needed to pee and stopped briefly by the forest edge. But when I was done, I'd lost my bearings. I wandered through the woods for ages until I spotted a car with someone inside. I explained my predicament and asked for help. The cheeky guy offered to take me to the main road—but not without a price. I had no choice: starve or give myself to him. So off we went into the woods. Would you have taken advantage of this shameless situation?
