Poolside

Elizabeth stretched out, sipping a lemonade, next to Alisa, who was now three months along. Alisa flipped through her textbook, bored, then looking absently at Alisa.

"Not developing any feelings for him, I trust," Elizabeth said.

"Oh, God no ..." Alisa said. "He's too boring." Elizabeth laughed.

"True that. So what is your type?" she asked, waggling her eyebrows.

"Ummm ... you know, in Thailand, we have tons of old ass perverted white guys that constantly want some ass. And over time, you get ... I dunno ... it's like a self-fulfilling prophecy. You hang out so much with what you don't want that you start to want it. So old perverts I guess?"

Elizabeth smiled broadly. She had just the guy in mind.