After putting the twins to bed and fairly certain that they were sleeping soundly, Janet and Bruce collected all the items the girls had carried into the unit. The suitcases had clothing in them. Seemingly one case for each of the twins and the third case was full of clothes that now physically fit the now male Janet. "I should keep this case" he informed his husband. "The girls no longer have a need for them and your old clothes won't fit this body. No offence but you were a bit of a weasel"
Bruce wasn't exactly pleased that Janet was denigrating her old body but she had to admit that through her current eyes 'Sam' was quite a stud. If she was to start a new life then having Sam's body was a good start. "Fair enough. There will no doubt be many more clothes at Sam's house, but we will need these until we get there. What about the women's clothes in the other suitcases? Should we take them as well"
"I think we need to. My old clothes don't suit that body you are in. They are old lady clothes. A young body needs a young woman's clothes. Clothes that show off your lovely figure. There are some items at home I'd like to keep for sentimental reasons, but most of what I have I would be happy to never see again" As Janet said this she was imagining Bruce in the lingerie she had spotted in one of the suitcases. Janet's dick was getting hard at the the thought.
"Well your the one with the muscles now. How about you take the suitcases back to the car. How much should we leave for the girls?
"Just what they were wearing today. Maybe we can leave them the swimming costumes. They are at the beach and the hotel pool looked nice. They need to do something to stay amused whilst they are waiting for us to return"
"Are we going going to return?" Bruce asked.
"No" replied Janet in her deep voice. "But they don't need to know that. When they wake it will be the first day of their new lives"
"I feel a bit lousy just leaving them like this. They don't have any identities"
"You have done enough for them. If not for you they would be rotting in jail. Now grab that handbag. As far as I'm concerned it's your's now. From this moment you are Jordan and I'm Sam Colson" The former Janet didn't tell his spouse that the idea of remaining Sam Colson seemed very appealing. "I certainly never want to be Janet Wilson again" The thought of accidentally 'losing' the medallion entered his mind.
"I still feel bad" Bruce admitted.
"There is no room for sentiment. Let's get back to our own place and arrange the disappearance of Bruce and Janet. We also need to change passwords on your new bank account and transfer whatever money we have left into it. A pity we couldn't get bank details from the other twin but we have their phones and computers. Hopefully we can work it out. While I load the car. You double check the room and go through their handbags, or should I say your handbags. We can't leave anything that might help the girls claim their old identities back"
10 minutes later Skeesy watched the couple leave. He was a bit surprised to observe the man loading the car with suitcases and the brunette walk out carrying the handbag 'Emma' had earlier possessed. But he had no inclination to interfere. If the girls were being robbed that seemed a good thing to him. He could be the good Samaritan who rescued them in their hour of need.
Skeesy waited a further 10 minutes then made his way to the room. The front door was locked but the door to the deck was open. Making sure no one could observe him he climbed onto the deck and entered. He found the twins lying together on one bed just in their underwear. He proceeded to take photo's of them, posing the almost comotose girls in compromising positions as if they were having an incestuous lesbian affair. They were truly sex goddess's. He wanted material to blackmail them if needed. He hoped it wouldn't come to that but being in possession of a few photos wouldn't do any harm.