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Body Guards II: Stolen Secrets - Chapter 3 (MHH, oral, anal)
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"Wait here for a moment, Talibah." I said.  "I need to discuss something 
in private with these ladies."

Sun followed me to the door, but Jun stayed where she was. Oh yeah, the 
shared mind thing.  If one heard what I had to say, both would know 
about it.  Meanwhile Jun could keep an eye on our probationary ally.

Sun led me down the hall to the room she and Jun shared.

"What is on your mind, Darren?" she asked as the door closed behind me.

"Something's not right." I told her. "Talibah never asked who you were, 
nor even seemed surprised to see you."

Sun smiled and said, "Jun was right about you!  We had noticed this, 
also. It could simply be that she had been told that we might follow, or 
it could be something more sinister.  For now, we will limit our 
exposure through her and exercise caution in our dealings with her and 
the people she contacts."

"So what's the plan?" I asked.

"I think you should accompany her to meet with Ghalib." Sun replied, 
"Stay in character and see how it plays out.  We will be nearby."

"Okay." I said, beginning to stretch the kinks out of my muscles. "I 
sure would like to do a little workout before I go. It's been several 
days and I'm starting to miss it."

"Why not do it here?" Sun said, "Some of your movements may be 
restricted, but it will give you practice moving in a confined space."

"I guess it's better than nothing."

Feeling a little self-conscious with Sun watching me, I completed my 
stretches and began doing katas.  Sun circled and watched critically, 
silently, until I came to the end of a sequence.

"You have remarkable balance for someone who depends on his size for 
power." She said.

Having won a number of Martial Arts tournaments, as well as defeating my 
opponents in numerous life-or-death battles, I was feeling a little 
annoyed at the seeming criticism.

Sun's smile was as beautiful and disarming as that of her sister. "These 
forms of fighting were developed by small people as a way of 
compensating, at least in part, for the disparity in size between them 
and their enemies.  They are intended to use the body's energy in 
conjunction with its muscle power to give force to the blows.  Like a 
lot of big people, you tend to depend on your strength and the weight of 
your body to supply the power for your blows. This puts you at a 
disadvantage in some situations."

"What do you mean?" I was puzzled.  "I've been told by my instructors 
that my technique is good."

"As far as it goes, it is." Sun smiled again, "To take your skill to the 
next level, though, you need to become aware of your body's energy and 
let that become the source of your power, instead of your weight. Let me 
demonstrate.  Knock me out!"

I threw a hard punch at Sun's head. (Oh, you were expecting some 
dialogue first? Come on! How many times have I heard these very 
instructions during my martial arts training?  You don't talk about it. 
You assume the person wants to teach you something.)

When my fist reached the place where Sun's head used to be, it kept 
going. I tried to arrest the motion when I realized she had dodged, but 
instead was thrown forward, following my fist.  I recovered in a couple 
of steps, but by then, Sun had already landed a couple of painful blows 
to my body.

"This is what I mean." She said. "Your stance was good, but you threw 
your weight into the punch and I was able to easily overbalance you by 
simply encouraging your body to keep moving forward.  You recovered 
well, but suffered unnecessary damage in the process."

My aching ribs added weight to her lesson.  "So, what do I do about that?"

"You must learn to find your body's energy and channel it into your 
blows." Sun replied. "Keep your body centered and use its energy, 
instead of its weight."

"Chi?" I scoffed, "That's the stuff movie producers claim allows their 
characters to fly around the screen and walk across water! I've never 
seen an example of it in real life!"

Suddenly, Sun's arms began windmilling rapidly, in a strangely graceful, 
gathering sort of motion, as if she was collecting something from the 
air around her. Then, with the heels of her palms together, she PUSHED 
in my direction, her hands stopping two feet away.

Suddenly I was doubled over, struggling to draw air!  I felt as though I 
had been kicked in the gut by a mule!

"THAT," Sun said, "was not done with special effects or computer graphics!"

"Okay, okay!" I gasped, "Can you teach me that?"

"I can only attempt to guide you." Sun replied, massaging my gut to help 
me get my wind back. "You cannot see, feel or hear this energy, but, 
with stillness inside you, you can become aware of it and learn to 
channel it.  Do not seek it, for it will elude you.  Only be still and 
it will make itself known.  I will show you some techniques for 
achieving quietude.  Use them before and after each workout and soon you 
will become aware of your power.  Then we will work on channeling it."

She showed me some breathing techniques and some movements from Tai Chi, 
that, at first, only seemed boring. I couldn't deny the ache in my gut 
from the invisible force of that blow, however, and my skepticism, at 
least, was a thing of the past.

I practiced for a while, but nothing 'came' to me.

Sun said, "You are trying too hard. Take a break and practice again 
later.  I know just the thing to take your mind off of your chi..."

With that, she began to remove my clothing.  I wouldn't call it a form 
of meditation, but the result had to be about as close to Nirvana as a 
human is capable of achieving!

I slipped Sun's clothes off as she removed mine, amazed at the arsenal 
of concealed weapons that she had strapped to her body.  She threw me 
bodily onto the bed, feet toward the headboard, and straddled my head, 
her lengthening cock dangling in front of my face as it hung off the end 
of the bed.

With an invitation like that, how could I refuse?  I took the soft, warm 
plum of her slender shaft into my mouth, and a thicket of straight black 
hair settled around my mouth, as her testicles drooped around my nose. 
The softness that fit easily into the cavity of my mouth quickly gained 
rigidity and ran out of room to expand.  With nowhere else to go, it 
slipped into the entrance of my throat, and continued, unfettered, to grow!

When Sun bent forward and took my own throbbing erection into her mouth, 
I lost myself in pleasure! Each sensation visited on my cock by her 
warm, wet mouth was echoed with passion on hers!  Sun's silky hair 
drifted deliciously over my thighs as her hard nipples dug into my 
abdomen! It became sort of a feedback loop where the pleasure given by 
one was amplified and returned to the giver in a cycle that could have 
only one conclusion...

Sun's hips slammed my face as mine strained upward at her devouring 
mouth!  At that instant, I felt as though I was connected to her, and 
somehow to Jun as my loins erupted, spouting my seed deep into my 
lover's eager throat!  Sun drove deep into my throat, and at the same 
instant, fired salvo after salvo of her own potent pleasure into the 
center of my body!

I nursed at Sun's cock until she drew it from my mouth, bending to kiss 
me before donning her clothes once more.

"What you felt, just before you came:" She whispered, "That was your chi 
touching mine."

It was real?  She must have felt it too!  Try as I might, though, now 
that the moment was over, I couldn't get a handle on it again.

"Give it time, Darren." Sun said, handing me my underwear. "It will come."

I went back to my room and showered before collecting Talibah to go meet 
with Ghalib.

Jun whispered to me as she left the room to return to her sister, "Keep 
practicing, Darren. It will come to you."

Talibah and I made the drive to Nurnberg in silence, each lost in his or 
her own thoughts.  Ghalib was not happy to see me, especially when he 
heard about Ahmed, but grudgingly accepted the situation.  His job was 
to get the disc, not avenge the deaths of those who failed in their tasks.

"You will have to wait until I contact the ones who will take delivery." 
Ghalib said sullenly. "Give me the disc and I will see that you get paid."

I laughed in his face. "You tell Talibah when the man with the money 
arrives. She will tell me. Then I will give the disc to the person who 
pays me!"

"It may take some time..." He said. "I know you are a busy man."

"I will not have any other customers if word gets out that I trusted the 
likes of you!" I snorted. "I will wait."

I accompanied Talibah to her apartment and took the numbers for both her 
apartment phone and her mobile.

"You could stay here, you know." Her dark eyes invited me more 
enticingly than her words.

"I'll be honest with you, Talibah." I said, "I don't know if I can trust 
you yet.  Until I do, it's best I keep out of sight."

She smiled and said, "I'm not sure I can trust you, either, Mr. 
Winchell, that's why I'd like to keep an eye on you."

"Perhaps that will change over time, for both of us." I said, "I will be 
in touch."

I had no sooner put my little bag in the closet of the hotel room I 
rented, when Sun and Jun appeared.  They didn't want their presence 
known, so they had come as elderly tourists.  They set up their gear in 
easily concealable cases, verified that they could track Ghalib through 
the transmitters I had planted on him, and eavesdrop on his and 
Talibah's conversations.

Sun contacted Wei through the secure cell phone she carried.  Her lovely 
face went hard and expressionless as she listened to what her 
counterpart told her. I glanced at Jun and saw the same mask in place on 
her face.

"Mei was attacked in Afghanistan!" Jun whispered to me as Sun continued 
with her conversation. "She is badly injured!"

Mei? I had come to believe Steve Hastings bodyguards were virtually 
invincible, so the implications of one of them getting bested were tough 
to deal with.  The implications of it happening when she went to get 
Talibah's mother out of Afghanistan were unpleasant, but easier to deal 
with.  I stood and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?" Jun whispered.

"I'm going to find out why Talibah set her up!" I replied grimly.

"Wait!" She commanded. "Be wise. We do not yet know the whole story. Do 
not jeopardize our mission for this!"

"It's the rest of the story that I want to get from her!" I said. "It's 
clear that the mother in Afghanistan was bait for a trap, and I want to 
know what else is going on!"

"There are any number of reasons why she might have been attacked." Jun 
told me. "Afghanistan is a hard country.  Let us wait and find out what 
really happened."

"Who could have beaten one of you so badly?" I asked. "It must have been 
planned!"

"We are uncommonly hard to hurt or kill, Darren," Jun sighed, "but we 
are not impervious to all threats. Let's wait until we know the whole 
story before we take action."

"Is Wei on her way to Afghanistan?" I asked, thinking she would want to 
find her sister.

Jun looked shocked at the suggestion. "Wei's place is with her employer! 
  Others have gone to find Mei and bring her home. One of the possible 
reasons for the attack could be to leave our employer vulnerable, so Wei 
will lock down his estate and the company buildings and let us know if 
she thinks we need to return."

I thought about that and realized it made sense.

"How did Wei know her sister was injured?" I had heard about the twins 
'shared mind' thing but didn't know if it could work from the other side 
of the globe.

"Her connection with Mei is tenuous at great distance," Jun said, "but 
violence and pain generate stronger 'signals'. That is how Wei knows she 
is still alive."

"Will you and Sun be returning to California then?" I asked. If Wei's 
place was with her employer, perhaps Sun and Jun felt theirs was too.

"Not just now." Jun said. "Another possible reason for the attack could 
be to draw us off.  We will wait and see what they discover in Afghanistan."

Sun finished her call and punched the disconnect on the phone.

"Come, Darren." She said, "We will work on being still. Now is the time 
to have all our energies focussed!"

Reluctantly, I joined in, going through the motions, my mind still in 
turmoil over the attack on Mei.  It was fruitless, I thought, to try to 
calm myself in the midst of such mental chaos, but the movements 
required a certain amount of my attention, making it hard to concentrate 
on the problems of who, why, and how.

We made a strange trio, the two tiny fragile looking Chinese ladies and 
I, almost six and a half feet of hard muscle.  Somehow I found myself 
drifting, following Sun and Jun, trying to stay in sync with them as we 
danced in slow motion. My mind was still chewing on the Mei problem, but 
it had slipped to the background as I concentrated on performing the 
prescribed movements.

Suddenly, I became aware of something that had always been there, and, 
because it had always been there, I never noticed it before!  Each 
movement met with just the tiniest, barest suggestion of, not 
resistance, but resistance to something else that moved with me! I 
marveled at the discovery, and, like a kid with a new toy, concentrated 
on enhancing the feeling, discovering how to find it and control it.

I'm a visually oriented guy, so my mind insisted on supplying a 
nebulous, glowing image of what I imagined to be my body's intrinsic 
energy.  This image melded with my growing awareness of the energy and 
aided me in my experiments.  I soon noticed other energies around me, 
impinging on my own energy.  Two very strong sources took on the glowing 
shapes of Sun and Jun, as my mind continued supplying images to fit the 
sensations, even with my eyes closed!

The motions of the other two sources changed.  My mind saw the glowing 
images of Sun and Jun adopt fighting postures! Automatically, my body 
responded, positioned to defend in both directions, only now I had a 
sense that let me 'see' behind me as well as in front!

The image in front of my tight shut eyes moved as if to attack, but the 
energy was wrong!  The attack was to come from behind! My body dropped 
and, aided by the power of the energy I pushed into it, my elbow shot 
backward! To my astonishment, it made solid contact with flesh!  Had I 
actually landed a blow in Jun's midsection?

I opened my eyes to find both girls staring at me while Jun rubbed the 
spot where I had hit her.

"You found it." Sun said matter-of-factly, smiling.

"I guess I must have!" I replied.  Even with my eyes open, my mind 
persisted on supplying a visible glow to the two of them.  I raised my 
hands, staring at the glow in them, as well.  "My mind, though, insists 
that it should be visible.  It started as a suggestion of a feeling, but 
my mind started making pictures from it."

"I hope you learn to control it soon!" Jun gave me a pained smile, 
"That's a lot of energy to put into a strike!"

"I'm sorry!" I cried, chagrined, "It never occurred to me that I could 
even touch you, much less land a solid blow! I hope I didn't crack any 
ribs or anything!"

"No." Jun shook her head, and tiptoed to kiss my cheek. "I'm just a 
little bruised. It will heal quickly, but thank you for your concern. 
Mei and Wei and one other are the only ones ever to land a blow like 
that on my body, and none was that hard!  You have a powerful chi, 
Darren. Now learn to control it!"

We pushed the furniture in the room against the walls, and Jun 
blindfolded me. It didn't matter.  I could 'see' even better without the 
distraction of my physical sight! They put me through my paces, coaching 
me on throttling the tremendous power of that energy! Like a kid who 
wakes up Christmas morning to find the toy he's dreamed about all year, 
I played with it!  I wrung it out to see what it could do and what it 
couldn't.

It couldn't, for instance, make me as quick as Sun and Jun, but it could 
help defend me against the blows they landed, and it allowed me, 
occasionally, to overpower their defenses and land a few blow of my own! 
My reflexes got better because I could tell from the kind of energy 
being generated what was a feint and what was an attack.

Finally, Sun said, "Okay, Darren, that's enough for one day!"

I bowed, did my 'meditation,' and then, damn near collapsed!  My knees 
were weak and wobbly and I felt as though I hadn't eaten in days!

"Food!" said Jun, "Then sex!"

When I looked at her, I noticed that she, too, was trembling with 
fatigue.  No wonder! My watch said we had been at it for almost three 
hours! Sun was in similar condition, but she managed to dig some energy 
bars from her bag and pass them around.

"Eat this, Darren." She said, "Then go out and get us some real food!"

I still felt a little wobbly, but got better as my body digested the 
nasty-tasting goo from the energy bar.  We weren't far from the market 
square, and since it was Sunday the place was filled with vendor's 
booths, locals, and tourists.

I walked past the fountain where queues of tourists on both sides of the 
fenced in fountain tried to improve their luck by twiddling one of the 
brass rings built into opposite sides of the wrought iron enclosure. 
The biggest queue was on the street side where the shiny, gold color 
ring could be easily seen.  The people in the smaller queue on the other 
side had obviously heard the story of how the shiny ring was a decoy for 
tourists, and that the real good luck came from turning the blackened, 
non-descript ring on their side of the fountain.

In a way, I suppose, they were right - since fewer people touched that 
ring, the chances of catching some disease or other from them was 
slightly smaller...

I continued up the cobblestone street toward the castle, dodging the 
kids on mountain bikes who came flying down the hill at breakneck 
speeds, heedless of cars, tourists or tired couriers.  With a few extra 
Euros and a smile, I was able to talk the buxom waitress at the 
restaurant into having the kitchen prepare an enormous bag of bratwurst, 
rolls and eggs.  Not exactly heart healthy, but it seemed just what we 
needed at the moment.

When I got back to the room, little was said as we tore into the 
steaming boxes of greasy food, devouring it like hungry wolves! The 
smaller Nurnberger bratwurst was about the size of American breakfast 
sausage, and we ate them like candy. No sooner had we disposed of the 
empty paper containers, than both girls jumped me, practically ripping 
my clothes off!

To my surprise, my cock was at full mast by the time my briefs 
disappeared!  Jun's erection was soon fencing with mine as she leapt 
upon me, wrapping me with her arms and legs while exploring my oral 
cavity with her insistent tongue!  For some reason, I didn't feel like 
being the passive partner this time, and I turned, falling onto the bed 
with Jun beneath me!

A small hand reached between us and grasped my throbbing cock, guiding 
it to Jun's tiny pussy.  Somehow, I had come to the conclusion that, 
except for oral sex, the girls didn't like having cocks inside them. Jun 
proved me wrong, in spades!

Her hips rose to meet me, her teenage tight sheath stretching to 
accomodate my girth!  I felt the bump of her cervix slide past my glans, 
but she kept pushing, pulling at my hips with her powerful legs as she 
thrust upward! I could feel her flesh straining to make room for me, but 
it was slow going.

I still had a couple of inches to go when I felt Sun's lubricated cock 
nudging at my anus! She slipped it inside without too much pain, but her 
need was urgent and she gave me little time to adjust before slamming 
deep into my colon!

Sun's thrusts drove me deeper into her sister's slowly stretching pussy, 
her loins slapping loudly against my buttocks in the eerie silence of 
their passion!

At last, my pubic hair mingled with that of the diminutive twin, who bit 
my earlobe, grinding her pelvis against mine to complete the stretching!

"Fuck me Darren!" Jun whispered as she released my ear. "I'm no fragile 
flower, so just FUCK ME!"

I took over. With Sun above me and Jun below, I shuttled back and forth 
between them. Slamming my buttocks upward into Sun's pelvis, I drove her 
shaft deeply into me while giving myself room to comply with her 
sister's wishes!  Up and down between the two of them I hammered, 
driving hard into Jun's insides as Sun's cock slipped toward my 
entrance, then skewering myself on Sun's long pole as I prepared, once 
more, to power into Jun!

The feeling was incredible, and despite the silence of my two lovers, 
passion flowed like a living thing around us! Like a single being with 
but one goal in mind, we strove toward our climax, celebrating, I 
realized, my achievement in finding my chi!

An enormous force was building around us as we sweated and strained at 
each other, each drawing on the others' passion! My hips ratcheted back 
and forth between the two lovely ladies, fucking myself as hard on Sun's 
cock as mine was fucking her sister!  Suddenly, the pressure reached 
intolerable limits and the three of us exploded, melded together in 
mind, body, and soul! I knew it this time when my chi joined with 
theirs, and missed it when it slipped away!

Uncharacteristically, Sun lay on my back for almost a minute before 
extracting herself from me. I could manage nothing more than to roll on 
my side. Jun held on for the ride, winding up on top of me, my cock 
still wilting inside her.  Her kiss before she dismounted was tender, 
loving.

"You have come a long way in a short time, Darren." She said softly, as 
she broke the kiss, slipping off the bed to gather her clothes and weapons.

I stopped in to see Talibah the next day, and found it hard to be casual 
with her in the face of my belief that she was involved in the ambush 
that had almost taken Mei out.

"You seem tense, Darren." She said as we sat on the terrace at a 
riverside cafe.

"It's just the waiting." I replied. "I'm not much for sitting still for 
long. Any word on when these buyers are going to show up?"

"Ghalib has contacted them," she said, "but they have not replied."

______________________

Far to the east, a leather-skinned woman in a burka sat in the doorway 
of a restaurant.  Forbidden from begging, she only sat, but when a coin 
was extended in her direction, a scrawny hand darted from beneath her 
clothing to snatch it and make it disappear.  Her dull stare brightened 
a bit when the two young men entered the restaurant. These were the two 
with slanted eyes who had so badly beaten the woman who came to take her 
away.

'Just push here...' the American had instructed her, so she did.  The 
camera artfully hidden in the old walking stick made no sound as it 
digitally recorded the images of the men, instantly transmitting them to 
another device of the foreigners.

Her purpose accomplished, the woman rose creakily to her feet, shuffling 
back to the shelter built in the ruins of a bombed out building.  The 
Americans sat, looking slightly out of place in their Afghani clothing, 
one tending to the injured woman.

"Thank you Ifra," one of the men said, "you did not have to do that. We 
are to take you out of danger, not put you at further risk."

"I know," Ifra replied, "but you would have been discovered.  This one 
came to take me out of here and was badly beaten. It is the least I can 
do for her. Come, let us go before they decide to finish the job."

She rearranged the clothing the strangers wore so that they looke more 
like local men, and helped them move the injured woman, in her borrowed 
burka, to the military looking truck.

______________________

For three more days I waited and practiced with Sun and Jun, my control 
of my body's energies growing more certain with each session. It had 
gotten to the point where I was aware of the energies around me, even 
when I wasn't practicing!

With each new achievement came a new 'celebration.' The highly sexed 
bodyguards had apparently decided that since they needed sex frequently, 
they would also use it as a reward system for their pupil.  When I did 
well, I got to screw at least one of them.  If I didn't do so well, only 
I got screwed. I don't know how well it would have worked with anyone 
else, but it certainly made me strive to improve!

I really looked forward to these sessions because as we neared our 
climax, our bodies' energies would join with one another, intensifying 
the experience far beyond anything I felt before!

The day I returned from meeting Talibah with the news that the buy would 
be made the next day in Salzburg, Sun greeted me at the door with the 
news that Mei had been recovered, along with Talibah's mother.

"A team of our best people got them out of Afghanistan." She told me, 
"Ifra was the one who hid Mei from her attackers when they left her for 
dead.  She tended her until our team got there.  She also got pictures 
of the men who did it."

Sun waved a hand at the display of Jun's laptop where the digital image 
was displayed.

"They're Chinese!" I exclaimed in surprise.

Jun and her sister nodded. "I think the People's Republic must have 
resurrected their human engineering program after all."

"Why do you say that?"

"According to Ifra," Sun picked up the narrative, "these men accosted 
Mei on the street outside her home.  She was not ambushed. They beat her 
in unarmed combat."

"I see." I replied, and I did.  There was no way any two normal humans 
could have beaten Mei in unarmed combat when she was aware of the 
attack. Now I understood why they believed these were gengineered 
(genetically engineered) fighters.

"But what do the Chinese have to do with Ifra and this whole mess?" I 
asked, half to myself.

"That is yet to be determined." Sun said.

Jun continued the thread, "Ifra believes they were looking for Mei and 
waited around after the fight as if waiting for someone else, but she 
could be mistaken."

"So it WAS a set up!"

Sun and Jun looked at each other and Jun replied, "Possibly, but we 
still cannot know the extent of Talibah's involvement, especially in 
light of the fact that her mother helped us."

I wanted to believe Talibah was innocent in this, but it was getting 
very hard to find scenarios that didn't involve her telling someone that 
we would send someone to get her mother out of Afghanistan.

"Well, we need to keep an eye on her, anyway." I said. "The meeting is 
set for tomorrow afternoon in the Museum of the Festung Hohensalzburg. 
I'll ride with Talibah to Salzburg tonight. If you leave now, you just 
might have time to get into the fortress before they close and scout the 
place."

"Yes, we know," Jun smiled. "The bugs you planted on Ghalib are still 
working, and we overheard his side of the telephone conversation setting 
up the meeting."

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