All the time I had been thinking about the men as being the ‘bar owners’ and it was probably the wives that owned those beach bars! The morning was cloudier than normal and correspondingly more comfortable. Desi hot sex I had thought the m-word. It was a cheerful group that got dropped off at a nearby restaurant just a minute or so later. There were another tourist family waiting to get on but we had time to give Mali an affectionate pat on the trunk. Had she been cheating with me? I nodded. Pakpao was purring and mewing. It was shocking just how many Singhas we had drunk, but we had been drinking it like it was water all through the day and so I wasn’t really surprised. I wondered what she was thinking. When we managed to clear the stalls, the girls now carrying new sun hats
