My name is Eliza Connie Westerfield, and I am 16 years old. I live with my father Herald, my mother Connie, and my 17 year old brother Sam. My family ...s very wealthy, and have been every since I could remember. My mother is a teacher and my father is a very astound lawyer. My brother Sam and I are not close whatsoever; we are always nagging each other and never made anything easy for my parents. Nonetheless, we love each other and if necessary we can get along for short periods of time. My. 34C is what her size was. Also, she has an ass to die for.This happened a few years back with my ex. We used to meet a few times a year, and every time we met we used to go wild kissing. Having heard several sexual escapades from my friends, I wanted to lose my virginity as well. Since my girl was a virgin as well, it was pretty comfortable knowing that. So we met one day at a mall in Mumbai. This was after a long time and we couldn’t stop sticking to each other. We started kissing in the lift. The doctor's words echoed through his mind. "Terminal illness," he had called it. A death sentence.James muttered faint whispers over and over, the words obscured by the sound of his heavy breathing. It took him a while before he could actually speak aloud the phrase that had been so forcefully taking over his mind since he had heard his prognosis."Death shall not take me," he muttered. "Death shall never take me."He had watched others taken by Death. He had watched as his sister's glowing face. Her sister’s tried, Dave’s tried. God knows I’ve tried. Drinking means everything to her. It’s really sad.”It was an awkward moment. "I'm sorry, Bill. It must be very hard on you."He just nodded. We went into the living room and watched TV for a while, and then said good-night.Sleeping in Dave's bed was comforting to me. I buried my face in his pillow and convinced myself that I could smell Dave's essence. I turned over on my back and held the pillow over my face, as I masturbated until I.