Into The Drink
June, 2005
I arrived at the bar at Maui's Kapalua Bay Hotel an hour behind schedule, having spent the morning on a dive trip. Surveying the grassy knoll that rolls out from the row of bar stools and slices into the sea, I saw a woman lying on a beach chair in a black bikini, looking about as hot as the Polynesian sun hanging over my shoulder. She had sunglasses on and a drink in her hand, and there was an empty chair next to hers. I walked over."Come here often?" I asked."You're late,"...
