"Cool!" the prisoner suddenly exclaimed, swiveling his head around in a 
spray of dreadlocks, trying as best he could to look down and back over his 
freckled shoulder. "I got this feeling of, like, stroking some, like, really 
soft fur or something against my left inner thigh. That is so bitching!
Do it again, man! Whoa, wait a minute! Now it's the same feeling, but it's like 
on the sole of my right foot!"