‘Does he cry? Do falcons cry?’ ‘No,no dear, not most but this falcon is different. He does cry as he searches for a love he has not found. He cr...es as the wind spirits pull him this way and push him that way and then lift him to the sky’. ‘How do you know he cries, Pa?’ ‘I feel him cry, little one. I have never seen Falcon’s tears but I have seen the sparkle of the sun in his clear, wet eyes and sometimes a sparkling trail behind him if the sun is just right.’ ‘If he cries, Pa, what happens to. Due to thefact that students were tested individually, it meant that they weretaking place over an entire day. Paula had been put in the morning groupfor Thursday. With no other exams that day, it was going to be a goodchance to relax.Relaxing was on her agenda now, and she lay on her bed for a while, hersolace broken by her phone ringing."Hello, Paula Smith, sexy redhead speaking," she answered."I know you are," said Kelly. "Just a quicky. My mom told me I can havedinner with you tomorrow. My. ..Twenty one years since you began this journey known as life.At least that was what the blaring buzz from your desk top alarm told you. Glancing at the offending piece of technology you grumble in annoyance, with all of these advances in human technology and people can't even figure out how to make a damned alarm sound more pleasant. With a quick lash of your hand you shut off the offending equipment, muttering in annoyance as you slowly sit up in your bed. Twenty one years old, attending. Scott was more than happy to let her come to me. I told Louise I wanted to inspect her underwear – she lifted her skirt to show me she was wearing the crotchless thong with the pearls. I played with the pearls against Louise’s clit.I asked if she’d seen Carol’s bar yet – Louise said she hadn’t – I removed my fingers and told her to go and check but she could look, but not touch.Ling then came out and said hello, another passionate kiss and a cuddle – I checked Ling’s underwear – she displayed a.