I had really been sitting here peacefully contemplating the skeleton and ruined flesh of what had been, until very recently, one of the great cities o... earth. Just imagine how foreign it is to me, thinking of Los Angeles that way. Most of the time the only thought I had given the place was cursing the bad traffic and wondering why they didn’t just build some more damn freeways!Now, like a bad horror/sci-fi post-apocalypse movie, I was regretting my lack of gratitude for all of the things that. "WOW!" Carry said liking what shesaw. "Ok everyone we checked most of the place out, but we haven't went all theway through it yet. So be careful. I don't think any one or thing is here butstill..." I told them. We set out as a group checking the house morethoroughly this time. In the lower levels there was a huge home office, exercise areawith all kinds of weights and machines, a large storage area, a very largeand well stocked food pantry, a wine cellar that was refrigerated, and the. I met Ava at a cafe that I frequented each day after school. Yep, I was in my last year of high school, and had just a few weeks to the end.Ava, I learnt was 16 years old, not having finished school. She had been working since she was 15 years old, and the cafe job was her second paying job. She was of medium height with a nice curvy body - a nice ass and a nice set of ample tits. Her beautiful face was framed by curly blonde hair that she normally had in a ponytail whilst at work. Her work. I was just noticing how far the sunbeams from the window had changed position since I had arrived when Denise popped the question that I knew she had been wanting to ask.“So how was Shannon?”I paused and thought about it. “You know. You can’t really categorize your first on the same scale as everyone else. She’ll always be my first, forever. It’s almost like a rainbow. You’ll see many over the course of your life but if you’re lucky enough to remember your first one nothing will ever replace.