Your hand makes its way down her breast and she turns to bare the spot she wanted you to hit. She loved it when you gave her scratches; she preferred behind the ear and the side of her neck, but she wouldn’t complain about getting the treatment to her chest and belly. Of course she never said anything about it, nor would she go so far as to even admit she liked it, but she didn’t need to speak to communicate appreciation. Once you tuned into her body language you realized exactly how many of her little behaviors were concerted efforts to get more attention. It was weird in a way…and it only got weirder the longer you thought about it. Ponies rarely did it to each other, and you don't know any people who enjoyed that sort of thing. Furthermore it was a strictly one sided activity. You don’t even remember how it all started, but it just felt so natural for both of you that you never questioned it. If you had to speculate you would say it was more of a guilty pleasure of hers and she thought she could get away with it because you weren’t familiar with the customs of her culture. That, or your fingers were the perfect tool for the task.