A Stallions Day

Brad sat in his large brown van as it sputtered down the side streets of the big city by the bay. Brad was a large brown stallion with with splotches around his ankles and wrists with another spot on the front of his muzzle. He had a very athletic build, muscles toned yet not too bulgy. His tan shorts and matching uniformed shirt stood proudly against his broad shoulders and chest, with a menacing bulge in his crotch. He looked over to the list and looked to the last item.

'5 Alaska Lane,' he read to himself. He looked up at the street sign reading Alaska on it. He pulled over his truck and turned it off. He hopped into the back and grabbed the half meter by half meter box off the empty shelves. He went back to the front and hopped out the side and walked up to the address. He rung the buzzer, waiting because he need a signature for this package. The door opened and Brad gazed amazingly at what he saw. A nice, frisky looking mare stood in the doorway, wearing a tight t-shirt and cut-off jeans, letting her beautiful blond fur covered legs show out to the world. Brad could only look her over, trying not to look too obvious. The mare gave a warm smile as she looked at Brad and the packages he had for her. Brad smiled humbly and tried to hand the mare the package. But the mare shook her head and took a step back.

"Oh would you please come in for a second?"