Don Falcone smiled as he felt a knock on his hotel door. Fixing his tie, he ran his hooves under water and slicked back his mane. Finding nothing else wrong, he clip clopped to the door and opened it. Two burly stallions with a constant, stony scowl on their face looked at him before staring down the beautiful mare standing between them. She was a gorgeous, yet sweet little thing. With a light pink coat and a dirty blond mane, she bore the youth and vitality of a teenager. His groin throbbed, pl