It’s summer. April 13th, Songkran Day, to be precise. People swarm the narrow streets of Bangkok, from Silom to Khao San Road, bodies sizzling and melting in the weather. Water guns, hoses and buckets splash, and spray. The whole country goes enthusiastically haywire. Hands and fingers go everywhere. It’s Thai New Year’s day; people are happy and ecstatic. But if happiness blinds the crowd, how elusive can touching, groping, and sexual assault be?