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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."

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   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.

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   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."