"I'm so happy to finally meet you." Yes, it's lovely," Angelique smiled, kissing me on the cheek while her hand rubbed at my belly. "And you're so pre...nant. I didn't realize how close to foaling you were."I beamed. "I'm so happy. She's eager to be born." And where is our wayward daughter?" Goldenhorn asked."Playing with butterflies," I giggled."That sounds like her," smiled Angelique. "She always was running off to find butterflies as a colt, ranging farther and father away. I hadn't realized. " the doctor said."I can find someone there to look at my leg," I suggested.At the Air Force hospital they insisted that I take the drugs and get off the leg. We compromised. I sat in a comfortable chair, either in the waiting room, or in Martin's room. I sat there with my cane gun and my leg up. I was on Vicodin so my mind didn't slip too far out of joint.I sat or slept in that chair for two days. I ate bad hospital food and drank gallons of worse coffee. I did it while I waited for either. When we went down many of the guys ahead of us would turn around and blatantly look up the front of her dress. With no panties on I'm sure they could see her shaved pussy clearly.We decided that she needed some new heels to wear with her new dresses so we opted to return to J.C. Penny to look for suitable shoes. When we entered the shoe department and were looking around we were approached by a clerk asking if we needed any help. I told him we were looking for some shoes for my wife, we wanted. And she just loved the situation the way it was. This led her to discussing Philip’s merits with me one night, as we sipped cocktails in an expensive wine bar in Kensington. “How’s the divorce proceeding?” I had enquired. “Oh Simon is being fucking awkward as usual” she said dismissively. I couldn’t help feeling just a little sorry for Simon, whose life had been turned on its head when she had informed him that she was leaving him for her new “boyfriend”. His indiscretion had been before.