The wind caught in her wings pushing her and the web with her backwards. Lei swallowed, pushing her fear down into her stomach freeing her throat for ...breathing. Her front and the fronts of both her wings were stuck to the web. She was trying to remember what she had been told of breaking free of webs. It had been so long ago. The first instructions had been don’ts. ‘Don’t get into a web in the first place,’ had been the most imperative. Her one arm was only stuck at one point near her wrist.. My next door neighbour is in her 50's lovely curvy figure a real mature woman she lost loads of weight as she used to be quite big when she was in her 40's had 2 k**s all grown up had a few boyfriends just got rid of one now... she would always call me too look after her computer and stuff because she wasn't very good with technology one day i came across her old photos in my email as you do when sorting out and deleting emails. i had forgetting they was even there because i sent them to myself. They kicked the ball to him, which he kicked into their goal. This was a usual routine. He continued down the street with a smile.He was wearing a shirt with a picture of Joe Satriani on in, he had bought at a concert a few nights ago. His hands were in the pockets of his loose jeans. As he walked by the basketball courts at the park, he saw Kat up by the front office. He smiled and ran up to her. "Hey, babe." He said, kissing her lips softly as he took her hand. "Where's your dad parked?" He. A long time ago, I had learned that I represented the superior man who kept me. I was valued by how envious I made men of Matthew. I seemed to be doing just as well even with the tattoos and my short hair. I couldn't help smiling knowing Matthew was just upstairs and, even more importantly, I had solid evidence that He had been wrong about women in general. I stepped out of the elevator and into the lobby.Ida, the tall pale girl Matthew had claimed, was still working front desk and she smiled.