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Ley let her eyes trail down the bartenders graceful figure, down from her neck to her waist, before reaching her flank.
"You can say that again," she said, "And what sort of name does a pretty mare like you have?"

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The stallion giggled before standing up.
"Sorry," he said, "its just so much fun."
He was a short stallion, and a young one at that, barely 18. He had a dark purple coat, with a bouncy dark blue mane, and light blue eyes.