Even more importantly, it was her discretion that they were purchasing. More often than not, she was tipped several hundred more. It was easy money fo... her, but that really wasn’t why she did it. Her legitimate modeling work had already made her wealthy enough, and there were still plenty of photographers and internet sites willing to pay top dollar for her image. For her, it was more about the excitement and pleasure of the act than the cash she received. Even if she did someday choose to. I walkedinto the girl's restroom right ahead of Berta. The girl's room was fullof girls and I had to wait in line for an empty stall. I looked aroundthinking that none of these girls would know what's it like to stand andpee in a urinal. I was reminded where I was standing when a pretty blondgirl walked out of the stall. I walked into the stall pulled my pantiesdown and skirt up and sat down to pee. Just as I wiping, I heard Bertaask if I was Cora? I told Berta that I was Cora and she asked me. When I looked to the picture that Deanne was pointing at, I let out a gasp. It had been a picture of Cassie and me along with our folks before the divorce, but now it was quite a bit different. Instead of Cassie and me standing by our mom and dad...it was three identical girls. The very girls that we had all become."This is weird," Cassie exclaimed.I stared at the photo in surprise, then took a step back and took a nervous look around my room, suddenly noticing several other minor differences. Emily told her, "That's allright dear, Hank and I will just hang out here and wait until you gethome." Mary kissed her mom and dad and left for work, followed closelyby Jacob going off to his company. I resolved to stick close to Emilythat day.After finishing her breakfast, Emily announced that she wanted to trysome of the new outfits on Jacob Junior and took the baby to thenursery. Hank ordered another cup of coffee adding, "You know how I likeit Tricia." I knew what he meant and put a few.