'My father wrote her biography.He spent years trying to get it published. After he died, my mum and Ipublished it ourselves, and got it printed. We so...ld it to all themembers still in the fan club. Made a nice little sum out of that, whichat the time, helped to make ends meet. I think there are still a fewboxes of them left in my mother's house. It's not far away. If youwanted, you could drive me over there now, and I could get one out foryou.'She smiled at me, and I suddenly felt like standing. "We all grabbed a card as we filed out and groaned when we saw thesubject. Tonight was going to take some thinking. I decided I woulddictate some ideas onto the PDA and see what points I could flesh out.When it was time for orchestra practice, we all rushed to the hall.Having such a gap, without formal practice, seemed strange and we wereall eager to play together. Just because there hadn't been any formalorchestra practice hadn't stopped us practicing or playing when wewanted. The music. "That's a lot of money, and I can't let my slut of a sister to have it all."The man had moved to an armchair in the corner of the room and was watching Tegan stride towards her sister. Sara was clutching to her towel as Tegan grabbed her and threw her on the bed and the towel flew off. "Now let's give the man what he wants" Tegan said taking off her jacket. She climbed on top of her sister, grabbed bunch of her hair in her fist and started kissing her. Tegan meant business. She wanted that. "Kumiko was still staring at the horrible pink colored skirt and blouse.Amaya softly added, "I promise that we'll go shopping soon. Then you'llhave your own clothes, and outfits that you will like."Kumiko realized that she didn't have a choice. She would have to wearthe pink clothes. 'Why do I have something against the color pink?' Withthe Amaya's help she got dressed and just as Kumiko thought they weredone, Amaya grabbed Kumiko's long hair and put it in pigtails. Kumikowasn't happy again,.