On an island holiday, you are lazing in a hammock between two coconut palms. The beach is all around and you can hear the breaking waves. In the muggy heat and Caribbean languidness, coconut fragrances gently sway your hammock, inviting you to improvise a zouk. You sway your hips under the palm trees. The soft, smooth coconut coats your palate and with each sip, you move your hips, again and again…