When we looked up, it was after midnight and we all decided to sit down and relax in the office chairs they had set up. I sat in the middle, he sat on...my right and she sat down on my left. As I glanced at a magazine on the desk in front of me, I could tell they were up to something.....just wasn't sure what. When I looked at them, and asked what the deal was, she just shook her head and he chuckled..."Did I miss something?" I asked. "No" he replied and adjusted his package. Strange, I. In exchange, I was going to sign over the title to the 10-year-old Chevy Corsica I'd been driving for two years as the group's next project. It seemed like a sweet deal to both of us. He got two projects for his class for no money and I got to basically trade in my old car for a sporty convertible and the $3,000 the parts had cost.I'd seen some of the work the class had done before and I knew the boys and girls who completed the body shop class had no trouble finding work when they left school,. Tamworth is a center for breeding them. I'll bet his folks are in Manilla."The name 'Waler' is derived from the term 'New South Waler', a horse bred in New South Wales, and Australia's first colony. It was coined as a term for colonial bred horses used both in Australia and as remounts for the British Army in India. Rajahs also bought Walers for military and recreational use such as polo. Walers, through the flourishing remount trade, were sold to India from the 1840's to the 1940's and were. We were just friends, afterall.One night I got the brilliant idea to ask her if shewould give me a massage. She seemed uninterested, butwent through the motions anyway after I stripped to myunderwear and lay on the bed. The whole massage lastedabout two minutes before she exclaimed, “My turn!” Inever asked her again.Finally, I decided I would see how far I could go. Ibegan to look upon her as less of a friend and more of asex object. I couldn’t help it! I felt like she.