The air is thick and heavy with humidity. The windows are open, letting the sounds of the night creep their way inside, but there is no breeze to be found. A ceiling fan clicks away, offering no relief at all. The heat is inescapable. We’re lying there in bed – naked. Any amount of clothing would be too oppressive. I can tell you’re just as restless as I am. We take turns wobbling the bed slightly as we toss and turn. Try...