“Bend over!” Bella did so and the man leered all the more, and with a contented smile as Jane lifted the smock to reveal Bella’s sweet white ch...eks. Jane slapped the delicate target smartly, making the cheeks wobble sweetly; a red hand mark blossomed across the sissy’s bottom.“How dare you do as you please! What must our guests think of a sissy who does not wait for confirmation from her betters and keeps those guests waiting as well? I think we’ll be seeing this gentleman again tomorrow; I. The manor looks like many another old plantation manor here in the south. The manor was well preserved for a place like here. Nothing was broken on the house. It just seems old and abandoned. Jonathan parked the car in the courtyard and turned looking at both girls sitting in the back.“Here we are. Should I call the number in the ad like it said or do we enter right away.” Asked Jonathan turning the keys to stop the car.“Way ahead of you sweetie. I’m calling right now.” Said Sonia moving her. Her trimmed pubic hair formed a perfect triangle and a light trail of her wispy light brown hair show cased her puckered rosebud. Her legs looked so sexy with her knee high socks. Her dirty panties and soccer shorts were bundled down around one ankle and her jersey was pushed up so she could fondled her small yet firm tits. Belinda whimpered and moaned as quiet as she could feeling my tongue scoop the gushing quim from her cunt. I could taste and smell the beads of male cum mixed in with her. “If you were eighteen, you wouldn’t need parental consent,” I said. “But you will still need social security numbers.”“How will we ever get all of that?” Margie asked in despair.“We’ll have to create them,” I told the sisters, who looked at me like I had two heads - maybe I did.“We’ll go down to the department of records at city hall first. That should be where the birth certificates or records of births are kept. While you distract the clerks there, I’ll see about adding you to the records.