In my last blog I wrote about the first Thai girl I ever met (sort of). When I met her 4 years ago she was a drug-dropping, all-night party, sex-machine hooker who gave unbelievable blow jobs.
A couple of years ago she gave up the life, married and settled down in a respectable relationship with a good husband.
Last night I went to see her after work. As it turned out, she and her mom met me for dinner at a restaurant near her home, then we went grocery shopping and went back to her house around 9 p.m., where we sat and talked about being pregnant for a couple of hours.
The stark contrast between the party-girl of four years ago, and the pregnant mom of today was startling.
