Natalie and Lucas held hands and Pakpao and I walked behind them, giving them a respectable distance. We didn’t ride very far south on the coast road before we swung off it and headed up another track inland into the forest. Indian sex After a couple of dances – I’m sure I’ve heard somewhere that you should always dance at least two songs with each partner – we were interrupted by Natalie and the old man and so we swapped back. It ended in a draw. After breakfast and showers we sat around at the bar and began our daily ‘what shall we do?’ discussion. Natalie was sitting opposite me and had her arms crossed, elbows on table, with her ample bosom flopping and flowing out over them. Natalie watched us, intrigued. I resolved to ask Aat how much I should pay Pakpao, and I was pleasantly surprised at his answer; it seemed having a backpacking guide was about as expensive per day as eating out at the kind of restaurant that Roger and Nin took me to.
