Love boat

Beyond the crowds besieging the barman with demands for their favourite cocktails (rum, more rum and a dash of something else), a sign warned: "Sexual harassment will not be reported here." Political correctness, it seemed, had not yet reached this corner of the British Virgin Islands. But few people were paying much attention as they lounged about the deck in various states of undress. The mix was eclectic: wealthy yacht owners with leather deck shoes and perma-tans, wannabe pirates with ponytails and tattooed torsos, muscle-bound marines and scantily clad American college girls armed with Daddy's Amex card...