“Babe I trust you, I love you, and I know you love me. I know you would never do anything to hurt me,” I said trying not to show how confused I re...lly was. “Besides, you are hot as hell. Who wouldn’t want to hit on you? If anything I’ll feel proud that I’m the one that gets to take you home.”She paused for a second with a slightly guilty look.“Okay, honey. If you really want to come then of course. I do love you more than anything, and perhaps this could be fun," Sarah said before giving me a. . I get close to him and start to hug but when he hugs back, I like freak out and pull away.He says that the boys are going to start paying a lot of attention to me but I know he's wrong.He loves me, just like he loves my mom. He tells mom she is pretty all the time and my mom laughs and says: No I am pangit. Pangit means ugly.I mean we have pango (flat) noses. We are brown in color, not nice white like dad. And he has a tall nose.We are short! I am soooo short. Mom is taller than me, but even. "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 pregnant. 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. We made small talk for a bit, then she looks at me and says “you’re wife told me about your pantyhose fetish”. I got a little nervous. “I wouldn’t call it a fetish, I just like the look” I told her. “Do you like how my tights look” she said as she smiled. “Very nice” I said. “I knew you would like them” she replied. We made some more small talk and went our separate ways. I wondered if she purposely wore those tights for me. I concluded that no way it was for me. It was just a coincidence. A.