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Body Guards 2 
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As expected, the product announcement generated a LOT of interest. The 
auditorium floor was still buzzing as Mei and Wei hustled me out the 
side door.  The locked case chained to my left wrist was, at my 
bodyguards' insistence, suspended by a strap under my left arm and the 
chain velcroed to my arm, allowing me freedom of movement, without 
having the chain flopping around uncontrolled. This left both hands free 
for whatever might come up. The girls were dressed in loosely fitting 
jumpsuits that looked chic, but gave them freedom of movement.

As we moved in lockstep out the door, I reflected on the events of the 
past two weeks. From the moment I hired them, I was never away from one 
or both of my bodyguards. Some of that time was simple sexual 
debauchery, most of it, though, was the most rigorous training 
imaginable. When we were in public, you would be hard pressed to tell 
who worked for whom, since I was just as likely to take orders from them 
as they from me. I had learned to obey their commands instantly. I was 
still no self defense expert, but the techniques they had taught me 
could delay or even disable an attacker.

I now carried a silenced Glock 9MM in a shoulder holster under my jacket 
(silenced to keep from impairing the sensitive hearing of my 
bodyguards!), and much to my surprise, I could hit what I shot at - not 
by aiming, but by pointing and shooting! More than that, though, while I 
still needed voice commands from the girls, I was starting to become 
part of my defense team. I was beginning to understand their thinking 
and the way they viewed our world.  It was admittedly a view clouded by 
suspicion, but one designed to ferret out possible threats before they 
could harm me.

All three of us knew the planned exit route from the auditorium, and 
though we didn't really expect trouble this soon, we weren't taking any 
chances. The first of the possible ambush spots lay around the next 
corner, and Mei and I waited while Wei went to check it out. About 
thirty seconds after Wei slipped like a ghost around the corner, Mei 
indicated that it was okay to move.

At the far end of the alley, a man wearing a caterer's jacket lay 
crumpled in a heap, a still burning cigarette on the ground nearby. Poor 
guy had probably just slipped away for a smoke, but we had warned 
everyone to stay clear of our exit path, and he had paid the 
consequences for ignoring that warning. I could see his chest rising and 
falling as we passed, and figured he'd wake up in a couple of hours with 
a headache and a little bit more wisdom.

Wei waited for us at the next turn - the one leading to the garage where 
the limo was parked. She took over as my escort while Mei slipped in to 
check out the Garage. Even my untrained ears picked up the sound of a 
scuffle and a couple of muffled screams. I started to poke my head 
around the corner to check, but Wei jerked me back, giving me a 
disapproving look.

Suddenly, Wei motioned for me to follow, but instead of moving into the 
garage or continuing up the alley, she leaped high in the air and 
grasped the bottom rung of the fire escape from the building across the 
alley. Of course! The inobvious escape route! My heart was beating 
ninety miles an hour as Wei started me up the ladder first, watching the 
alley as I climbed. It didn't take me long to reach the first landing, 
but I had no sooner put my second foot on the grating, than Wei landed 
lightly beside me, pulling the ladder up after her and jamming it with 
something... A rolled-up program from the meeting!

We climbed three floors rapidly, with four to go, and Wei quickly 
jimmied the locked window beside the landing, letting us into the 
hallway on the fifth floor. We had passed at least one unlocked window 
on the way up and I briefly wondered why she had picked a locked one, 
then my training kicked in and I realized that the open one could have 
been an invitation to a trap.

We made fast, silent time to the other end of the hallway, and stepped 
out onto another fire escape.  At each floor, we slipped as quickly as 
possible past the window opening. We reached the ground in another, 
narrower alleyway without incident, to find Mei waiting for us in the 
saddle of a motorcycle, the second cycle already idling next to it. 
Without being told I climbed on behind Mei as Wei mounted the other. Why 
Mei? To save time! She was already in the saddle and ready to go. To 
ride with Wei, I'd have to wait for her to mount.

Something smacked into a garbage can next to us, and a bullet-sized hole 
appeared in the crusty metal. Without hesitation, Mei leaned forward 
over the handlebars and gunned the engine. I held tightly to her waist, 
and tucked everything in as closely as I could as we raced toward the 
old board fence at the end of the alley. A quick glance at the rearview 
mirror showed Wei, on the other cycle, headed the opposite direction, 
hell bent for leather!

I didn't see any more in the rear view mirrors because we lost them and 
part of the wind screen as we went through the wooden slats. I felt the 
upper two-by-four crossbar graze my hair as we bounced over the bottom 
one! In seconds we were out on the street, weaving in and out of the 
traffic generated in part by the meeting attendees and in part by people 
leaving work.

Without further incident, we reached the house, and for the first time, 
I drew the Glock and waited just outside the kitchen door as Mei checked 
the alarm system and the interior of the house. My heart was still 
hammering in my chest and my breathing was quick and shallow. Wei rode 
up, a slight tear in her Jumpsuit, but otherwise looking none the worse 
for wear. She stayed with me at the door until it was time to go in.

I once asked the girls if they were telepathic and they looked at me 
strangely, then one of them replied, "No, we don't read each other's 
minds, it's more like we share the same mind. What one of us sees, 
hears, or feels the other experiences also, but at a distance, and our 
minds process it together. This way, when a decision is made, we both 
know what to do without discussion. We also have twice the brainpower to 
apply to any problem. Unlike in the movies, though, if my sister gets 
hurt, I'll know it, but it won't disable me."

That thought occurred to me as Wei hurried me down the hallway to our 
bedroom, shedding clothes (but not weapons!) as she went. When she was 
naked, except for various harnesses, she started on me, and by the time 
we got to the room, all I wore was my shoulder holster, and was carrying 
the case, still cuffed to my wrist. (Don't ask me how she got the shirt 
off from underneath the holster! She unlocked the handcuff briefly to 
remove my shirt.).

Once inside the room, Wei began shedding weapons, placing them within 
easy reach of the bed, and I followed her example.

In a flash, Wei was all over me! I, still high on adrenaline from the 
chase, was not far behind! My cock was hard as a rock and I really 
wanted to shove it hard up one of her tight little holes, but Wei had 
other ideas!

"I'm sorry, Steve!" her whisper sounded sincerely apologetic, "I hope 
you can forgive me, but I REALLY HAVE to do this!"

She threw me face down on the bed, and tongued my ass for a few seconds, 
leaving it wet and slippery, then, with no further discussion, rammed 
her own rod home in one stroke! Thankfully, my two weeks of frequent 
love-making with these lovely ladies had somewhat prepared me for this 
savage rape, but I couldn't avoid the idea that that's essentially what 
it was, even if my ass wasn't hurting too bad from it! As quickly as 
that thought arose, though, it was dispelled by the realization that 
what was really going on was that Wei was collecting her pay! She was 
quick and brutal and in spite of myself, I got even more aroused, 
realizing that Mei was somewhere in the house going along for the ride 
in her sister's adrenaline and hormone driven lust!

That thought led me to another: If Mei was already as worked up from the 
day's excitement as her sister, what would that mental voyeurism do to 
HER lust?

I had little time to speculate on it because Wei was pounding me hard 
into the mattress, in a frenzy to release her passion inside me! The 
length of her cock slid so rapidly in and out that I barely had time to 
notice its absence before it was back! My adrenaline charged body soon 
forgot about the manner of her entry and began enjoying the fuck, 
wishing I could get some stimulation on my rigid cock besides the bedspread!

Wei was moving so fast now that I fully expected flames to break out at 
the point of entry from the friction of flesh against flesh! Before a 
full scale conflagration could erupt, however, my lovely bodyguard gave 
a soft, uncharacteristic cry, and jammed herself deep in my rectum, 
flooding me with her hot, sticky fluid!

In seconds, she was off, re-arming herself and putting on fresh clothes 
from the closet. As she passed me where I reclined on the bed, she 
softly stroked the side of my cheek.

"You did well today, Steve!" she said with a little smile, "It is a 
pleasure to guard someone who works so well with us!"

Then she was gone. The door had no sooner closed behind her, than it 
reopened long enough to admit Mei, already half undressed.

As she finished removing clothing and weapons, I asked teasingly, "Did 
you and your sister enjoy raping my ass?"

Instead of rising to the bait, she gave me a rare smile and said, "It 
was most satisfying! Now I want a different part of you!"

With that, she pounced on me where I lay on the bed, still hard, my 
balls bloated with the cum built up from Wei's ravishment of my ass. 
Pushing me down, she dropped herself hard on my raging cock. Taking my 
mouth with a savage kiss, Mei set about raping my cock as brutally as 
her sister had pillaged my ass! The primary difference for me was that 
with the direct stimulation, my cock was liking it a whole lot more!

This was pure, adrenaline driven fucking, with each of us having only 
one goal in mind! Swiftly, with no finesse, or technique, we pushed each 
other toward the chasm,  and without pause, plunged off into space! My 
cock spewed it's pent-up juice deep into Mei's vibrating cunt as she 
went rigid and snapped her hips back and forth, almost severing my cock 
at the root! She gave a small moan into my mouth as her own juices 
blasted into the space between our bodies, went limp for a second, then 
she was gone.

Mere seconds later, Wei was back, worming her cock down my throat as she 
gobbled mine deep down her own throat. She wasn't quite as rough this 
time, but still there was no finesse or tenderness. She fucked my throat 
while headfucking my cock! As soon as I stuck a pussy-juice lubricated 
finger up her ass, Wei came - right down my throat!  I never tasted a 
drop because she stayed fully embedded until her spasms stopped! Then, 
with my cock still unsatisfied, she was gone.

For several hours they took turns using me and being used by me. As I 
finally drifted off to sleep with a sore cock, asshole and throat, and 
the briefcase still chained to my wrist, I had the incongruous thought 
that I had just pulled my first train - with my bodyguards! I grinned 
and told myself, 'You're such a slut!' before dropping into oblivion.

I awoke the next morning to a soothing warmth on my sore, limp cock. My 
eyes opened to see Mei, fully clothed, bathing it with a warm washcloth. 
 From a bowl beside her, she drew another and started cleaning the rest 
of me.  When she had finished with my front, including my face, she 
bowed low and disappeared, to be almost instantly replaced by her 
sister, carrying her own bowl. With a look of concern on her face, Wei 
nudged me to roll over, and gently began washing my backside. When she 
had finished with everything else, she started on my raw, ravaged 
bunghole.  The warmth of the washcloth felt good on the abraded skin of 
my rectum.  When she was satisfied with its cleanliness, Wei fished a 
small jar from her pocket and scooped a generous dollop of some beige 
looking cream from inside, spreading it tenderly in and around my poor 
pooper.  Almost immediately, the pain vanished! She then did the same to 
my sore, limp dick, bringing blessed relief in moments.

At breakfast both girls were apologetic, but I grinned and said, "As I 
feared, you two are quite expensive, but I think I can still afford you!"

They exchanged their secret little smile, and I suddenly realized what 
was so strange and yet so familiar about the way they did that. Did you 
ever discover something really neat and smile to yourself about it? I've 
seen beautiful women do this in the mirror when they've finished putting 
on their makeup, or when they're having a particularly good hair day. 
I've done it, without the mirror, when I've closed a really good deal, 
or acheived something really difficult. That's what that smile put me in 
mind of - they were smiling at themself (no that's not a typo!).

"I have to ask." I finally said, "Every once in a while, you two do that 
look-at-each-other-and-smile routine. What is that all about?"

They did it again before Mei replied, "It is difficult for me to explain 
how much it means to us to have an employer who... How shall I put it...?"

"Exceeds our expectations!" wei continued for her. "There is harmony 
when our employer works so well with us, and loves us so well, and what 
is created is beautiful to us, whose lives are built upon protecting 
another."

"Each time you do something, or say something that reaffirms our 
decision to work with you," Mei picked up the thread, "we smile at each 
other in acknowledgement of that fact."

Flattered, in spite of myself, I mumbled, "Oh! Um, well, uh thanks! I 
guess."

This time they smiled at me.

I turned on the TV just in time to catch the morning newscast.

"Our top story at this hour," the news anchor intoned solemnly, "is the 
apparent kidnapping of entrepreneur Steve Hastings immediately following 
his announcement to several Government and private concerns of a new 
ultra security technology that would revolutionize the online world. 
Hastings' limousine was found abandoned in the parking garage next to 
the auditorium. The bodies of two men were found in the garage near the 
limousine, and a third body was discovered in an alley, half a block 
away..."

I turned to the girls and didn't need to ask for an explanation as I 
muted the sound on the TV.

"There were three in the garage." Mei said,"I dispatched two, but the 
third back-tracked me up the alley while I was occupied. That's when Wei 
took you up to the fire escape. He wasted some time trying to follow you 
up the ladder, and I was able to slip away after removing the first two. 
He must have heard me start the motorcycles we had earlier hidden for 
this eventuality."

"He's the one who took the shot at you." Wei continued, "Not a very 
professional job at all. They had only the one team with no back-up 
plan. I was able to have a short conversation with number three before I 
killed him. One of us will visit his employer today. I think you will be 
one bidder short when the sale is finished."

"Syria?" I asked, "Or the Colombians?"

"Pakistan." Wei answered, matter-of-factly.

"Really!" I was only a little shocked.  Pakistan's US relations were 
shaky at best, and with this technology, they would be able to take what 
they wanted from their neighbors - including India.

"So, do I tell them I escaped?" I asked, "or let everyone think Pakistan 
has me?"

"After today, no one will believe Pakistan has you." Mei answered, "We 
cannot allow this threat to continue to exist, and if the others think 
you are out of the picture and no one else has the plans, they'll go 
after Bob."

"You should wait until after I visit the dead men's former employer, 
then notify the police that you are okay." Wei finished.  "I will take 
care of that now, so the police don't have too much cause for anger."

She was gone only a short time, during which, Mei drilled me on shooting 
targets from a variety of positions.  When she was satisfied that I had 
gotten the hang of 'feeling' the target instead of aiming at it, she 
started me working on shooting while in motion.  I didn't have too much 
trouble with walking and shooting, and even running and shooting wasn't 
all that difficult.  I couldn't seem to get the 'feel' of the target 
while rolling or tumbling, however.

When Wei returned, all she said was, "Done."

I called the local authorities to let them know I was okay.  The 
lieutenant who wound up fielding the call after several transfers was 
none too pleased that I had let his men stay on alert all night looking 
for me, until I reminded him that if they had been looking all that 
hard, they might have tried knocking on my door...

While that didn't make him happy, it shut him up, and when I said, 
"Look, Lieutenant, I'm new to the role of assassination target, so I'd 
appreciate it if you'd give me a little slack.  I'm pretty lucky just to 
be alive, but I have no experience to tell me what to do after an 
unsuccessful attempt on my life. I'll try to do better next time, OK?"

Grudgingly, he replied, "Yeah, sorry Mr. Hastings, I guess it WOULD be a 
little tough on you. Just try to remember to let us know if there's a 
next time, okay?"

"Yeah, I'll do that." I replied, "Hey, do you have any idea who hired 
those guys?"

"Not at this time, Mr. Hastings." He put on his best 
dealing-with-the-public voice, "There are a number of leads we're 
working on.  We'll let you know as soon as we've identified the 
responsible parties."

When I hung up, Wei said, "Okay, time for a little more training. Let's 
go to the workout room."

Mei checked the security system and switched the view from the cameras 
to the monitors in the gym.

"Okay," Wei said, shedding her clothes, "We'll do pushups first to warm 
you up!"

They had insisted on doing these workouts nude from the beginning. They 
gave two reasons: First, they wanted all of us to get accustomed to 
functioning nude, so that we wouldn't be hampered by self-consciousness 
if attacked at an awkward moment.  Second, they were always horny as 
hell and delighted in inventing ingenious ways to teach me what I needed 
to know.

Pushups, for instance, were done with one of the girls on the bottom 
(today it was Wei), face up, and the other on top, squatting and leaning 
forward. Done properly, my chest flattened Wei's lovely breasts just 
before my pubic bone ground into hers. If, however, she felt my groin 
first, I'd get a sharp nip from her perfect little teeth.  Going up, 
Mei's mounds were supposed to touch at the same time her cock bottomed 
out in my ass.  If the timing wasn't perfect, she too would let me know, 
in no uncertain terms!

If, on the other hand, I got it right, I'd get a kiss and a little grind 
of the hips from Wei, and a little squeeze of the nipples and hip grind 
from Mei! Needless to say, as my count got higher my control got 
sloppier, and I'd take more punishment than pleasure, until my 
tormentors decided I'd had enough and just finished fucking me!

I had to admit, I was getting in pretty good shape!  A hundred pushups 
was no real strain for me now.

Situps Mei/Wei style were equally inventive. I would lay supine on top 
of one of the girls (Wei, again, this time) with her cockhead just 
inside my ass. Mei sat on my shins.  The goal of my first situp was to 
kiss Mei's right nipple.  The second situp, her left.  On the third, I 
was to bend even further forward and take her rigid cock all the way 
down my throat!  Each time I rolled forward, of course, Wei's cock would 
sink deeper and deeper into my ass, reaching its maximum depth as my 
lips met Mei's pubic hair on the third stroke!  This three stroke cycle 
was repeated as many times as the girls felt I needed - today, it was a 
hundred times (a total of three hundred situps!). My stomach still 
carried a little too much flab to show any definition in my abs, but I 
could feel it!

I will leave the remainder of my Mei/Wei exercises to the vivid 
imaginations of my readers. Suffice to say, with the punishment and 
reward system they used, I progressed a LOT faster than I ever did with 
a personal trainer!

After we finished the aerobic portion of the workout (Extra-long 
treadmill surface, Wei in front, Mei behind, figure it out!) they ran me 
through evasion drills.

This time it was about 'aggressive evasion'.  If there's no way out, go 
through your attackers! They taught me how to identify the weaker points 
in an entrapment maneuver, and how best to take advantage of them. (The 
weaker point, by the way, is more likely to be the big guy than the 
little guy! Little guy stays nervous and alert. Big guys are prone to 
overconfidence!)

I learned to drop and roll on command, not away from, but toward my 
attackers.

"You must always try to figure out what your attacker expects you to do, 
then do something else!" Mei lectured.

"This is why you must learn to shoot while tumbling or rolling!" Wei 
continued.

"Far better to remove the threat before you reach it and have to grapple 
hand-to-hand," this from Mei.

Wei: "thus creating a gap in the perimeter that will be harder for the 
others to close, and changes the attack dynamic!"

So back to shooting while tumbling, rolling, somersaulting, etc.  At 
first I thought my difficulty was disorientation from the motion, but my 
mentors soon set me straight.

"What are you afraid of?" Mei asked.

"The ground..." Wei continued.

Back to Mei, "or the people shooting at you?"

That was when I realized I was thinking too much about my motion, and 
not focussing on my target!

Like magic, on the next try, my mind blocked out everything but the 
targets facing me! PHUT! PHUT! PHUT! PHUT! PHUT!

I rolled and tumbled - the irregular mixture of motion taught by the 
ladies - about twenty yards across the floor. In five shots, I destroyed 
five targets, without pause or aim!

I turned just in time to see Mei and Wei in the midst of another 
look-and-smile interchange. My heart swelled with pride until I thought 
it would burst through my chest!

And, of course, on the next run, I missed everything!

"Concentrate on your targets, Steve!" Wei hissed.

"Or you will force us to stop letting you know when we are proud of 
you!" Mei finished.

Chastised, I tried again, with much better results. Over the next three 
hours, I learned to block out virtually everything but my target when 
the Glock was in my hand.  Tired, sweaty, and smelling of burnt 
gunpowder, I trudged back to my room, the ubiquitous case still locked 
to my wrist and strapped to my body.

"Tomorrow," Mei said, as I headed for the shower, Wei just ahead of me, 
"you shoot left-handed!"

Well, best-laid plans, etc.

A little after two AM I was silently awakened by Wei, who moments before 
had been asleep in my arms, and handed my shoulder holster, extra clips 
attached. I strapped it on with practiced ease as we silently slipped 
down the hall toward the cellar door.  I heard a muffled thud behind me, 
and Wei whispered, "Roll front!"

Automatically, the Glock came out as I let my body do the roll while my 
mind searched for a target, knowing it had to be there.  Sure enough, a 
shadow loomed out of the darkness and his partially masked face etched 
itself in my memory, illuminated by the strobe of the shot that killed 
him.  No time to dwell on it! The wall was to my right the doorway to 
the living room to the left, a human shadow partially blocking the dim 
light that filtered through the curtains. I tumbled left and fired as, a 
split second before my shot another went off. I dimly remember feeling a 
whiff of air as the bullet passed near me!

Again, my shot went home and as my target slumped to the floor, I rolled 
against the living room wall to assess my situation. One of my 
bodyguards made quick work of the shadow near the window, and the other 
appeared silently beside me. I tapped her twice to let her know I was 
okay. Had I been hurt, I would only have tapped once or not at all, 
depending on the severity of my wounds.

The fact that I tapped bare skin told me that Wei was with me.

Suddenly, the lights came up and Wei motioned for me to stand.  There 
were seven bodies strewn throughout the house, and an SUV burned 
brightly on the street outside the walls.

I looked quizzically at Mei and she answered my unspoken question. 
"There were eight. As soon as the security system died, I checked and 
noticed that vehicle sitting outside your property with the engine 
running. I slipped out and disabled it and the driver while the others 
tried to get in the house. While they were concentrating on you and Wei, 
I killed three from behind."

"I got only two," Wei said, then they both turned to me, smiling.

Without touching the bodies, they examined the two that I had shot. Both 
were dead. That was when I threw up all over my expensive carpet!

Naturally, about fifteen minutes later, the cops showed up in force, 
guns drawn. Wei kept me in the gym, both of us still naked, while Mei 
explained what had happened. Of course, they had to interrogate me. 
When Mei finally broke down and consented to let ONE of the cops into 
the gym to interview me, Wei quickly donned a robe.

"I want their questions to focus on what happened," she said, by way of 
explanation, "not on... this!" her hand waved at her crotch.

"Of course." I said, not bothering to cover up myself.  If I made them 
uncomfortable, maybe they'd leave sooner. I did, however, remove the 
silencer from the Glock, for the same reason Wei covered herself.

The lieutenant who was doing the questioning had a familiar sounding voice.

"Did I talk to you on the phone this... yesterday morning?" I asked.

"Yeah, that was me." he said, not really feeling like an old friend just 
yet, "So tell me what happened here, and for god's sake, put some 
clothes on!"

I shrugged into the robe that Wei tossed me, but didn't belt it, and 
told him as succinctly as I could of the events that I had observed, 
leaving out things that I had been told by Mei and Wei, and things that 
I had deduced from looking at the scene afterward.

"So you shot those two bozos that bled all over the place?" he asked, 
holding out his hand for the weapon I still held.

When I nodded, his eyebrows rose. "That was damn good shooting in the 
dark! I don't know a cop that could make two clean kills like that 
with..." he ejected the clip from my Glock with latex gloved hands and 
thumbed the remaining cartridges into his palm, moving his lips as he 
counted. With the ease of long practice, he ejected the chambered round 
and caught it in mid-air, then turned to stare at me. "...TWO shots?! 
Nobody's that good! Hell my best guy couldn't do that in broad daylight, 
moving the way you say you were!"

"That's because your guys are trained to aim," I said wearily, knowing 
already that he wouldn't believe me, "My bodyguards taught me a better way."

"Your bodyguards?" His eyebrows seemed to have gotten permanently 
attached to his hairline, "Where the hell are they? I need to talk to them!"

I waved a hand toward Wei, where she stood watching the lieutenant. 
Anyone else would have thought her cool and poised, but my close 
association with her and her sister told me otherwise.  Had the 
lieutenant made a move toward his weapon, he'd have been dead before it 
cleared the holster.

"Meet Wei, my bodyguard." I said tiredly, "You've already talked to her 
sister, Mei."

"These two little chinese girls are your bodyguards?" he scoffed "Hell, 
they can't be much out of high school!"

"Didn't they tell you what happened?" I asked, "Mei took out four of the 
attackers and disabled their getaway vehicle. Wei took out the other 
two. I was the only one who needed a weapon."

"Well, yeah," the Lieutenant mumbled, "but I just thought they were, you 
know, exaggerating!"

I shrugged. Nothing like a good demonstration...

"Lieutenant, would you be so kind as to draw your weapon?" I asked mildly.

He looked puzzled, but reached for his sidearm. In a flash, Wei was 
sitting on his chest on the floor, the barrel of his service automatic 
pushed against his nose.

"Any other questions about their ability as bodyguards, Lieutenant?" I 
asked.

He started to shake his head, thought better of it, cleared his suddenly 
dry throat, and said, "Uh, no."

I nodded at Wei. In one fluid motion, she stood and pulled the 
lieutenant upright, placing his weapon back in it's holster, then 
resumed her position beside me.

"Holy shit!" the cop said, shaking his head, "Where did you find these two?"

"They were trained by the Chinese government." I said, giving him the 
Reader's Digest condensed version of the story, "but their Chinese 
employer died of a heart attack while in this country.  They could not 
go home because, had the circumstances of his death become known, it 
would have dishonored his family and the Chinese government."

"What circumstances?" he asked, suspiciously.

"LOOK at them, Lieutenant." was all I said.

The cop's eyes took in Wei's beautiful face and what he could see of her 
figure then said, "Oh! Got it!"

Brusquely, he got back to the business at hand. "Ok, Mr. Hastings, the 
evidence seems to match the stories I'm getting from you and the girl in 
the other room. We'll have to talk to this one too, but if I don't find 
any glaring inconsistencies, we should be wrapped up here pretty soon. 
I'll need to take your weapon to ballistics, however."

"Yeah, no problem." I didn't see the necessity of telling him I had 
several back-up pieces, thanks to the sisters.

"Oh, one more thing," he said, turning back from the door, "the vomit at 
the entrance to the living room?"

"Mine, Lieutenant." I said sadly, "After the attack, when I realized I 
had actually killed two people, my guts just turned inside out."

He looked at me for a moment, his eyes softening a little. "Yeah, I know 
the feeling. Look, you did good, don't let it get to you - one of those 
bodies could have been yours."

"I'll post some men around the premises to help keep this from happening 
again, okay?" he continued after a short pause.

I glanced at Wei and her head shook microscopically. "No thanks, 
Lieutenant. Mei and Wei have saved my life twice now, so I'm pretty sure 
I can trust them. No offense, but the prize here is worth enough that 
any of your men, even you, could be bought several times over.  That's 
why Mei and Wei only allowed one cop at a time to get close to me."

"Look, Mr. Hastings," the Lieutenant huffed, getting hot under the 
collar, "these are good cops! I'd trust any of them with my life!"

"I'm sure you're right, Lieutenant." I answered, "but they don't get 
paid very well, even here in Silicon Valley, and a couple of million 
dollars can be awfully tempting to even the most honest of men. No 
offense, but I'll stick with Mei and Wei."

He wasn't happy, but in his job he must have seen good people tempted by 
a big payday quite often, so he let it drop and stalked out.  A few 
moments later, Mei entered and Wei left to give the police her version 
of recent events.

Mei saw me sitting slumped on the bench and walked over, running her 
hands softly through my hair.

"I know you still think of yourself as a businessman, Steve," she said 
softly, "but tonight, you are a warrior.  A warrior does not grieve for 
fallen enemies! He rejoices in his victories!"

I looked into her eyes and saw that she meant what she was saying.  I 
thought about it, and while the vision of those two former people whose 
life force soaked into my carpet through holes I had shot into them was 
still strong in my consciousness, the realization began to unfold that 
they had come after me with intent to kill or kidnap.  Anger grew at the 
thought that they had taken money to take my life, and suddenly the 
revulsion was gone, replaced by a fierce exultation! I had faced a 
deadly enemy and had conquered him! The urge to let forth a primeval war 
whoop was so strong within me that it was all I could do to suppress it!

I looked again at small, beautiful Mei, this time through a conqueror's 
eyes, and could hardly wait for the cops to leave...

She saw the look and smiled a feral, predatory smile, joining in my 
feeling of exultation and anticipation.  We waited in silence for a few 
more minutes until the police, with bodies and evidence bags in tow, 
took off.  They tried to tell me I had to move out, since my house was 
now a crime scene, but a few well-placed telephone calls convinced them 
that I was safer here, on my home ground, than at a hotel somewhere. In 
addition, if anyone else came after me, there was less chance of 
innocent people getting killed in or around my house than in a hotel.

Wei handed me a small electronic device with an LCD display, and she and 
Mei kept similar ones.  Mei quickly patrolled the grounds, ensuring that 
there were no more unwelcome guests and placing tiny transmitting 
sensors at strategic, well hidden points around the house and grounds. 
As each sensor was placed, its unique blinking pattern and color 
signature showed up on the LCD display in my hand.  Wei explained that 
each sensor transmitted periodically a brief, intense burst that 
contained sound, infrared, and doppler data recorded sinced its last 
transmission.  Once calibrated to its surroundings, the pocket units 
would alarm and highlight the affected sensor if a change occured. The 
pocket units would also alarm if a sensor was disabled for any reason.

With the original security system restored, and the new backup system 
operational, Wei and I retired to my room once more.  Some of the 
adrenaline edge had worn off, but when Wei kissed me passionately and 
said, "You were magnificient tonight, Steve! You deserve a reward for 
your victory!" my earlier feelings returned!

Wei lay face down on the bed, her lovely ass raised slightly, and 
whispered, "Take me as your prize!"

I covered her quickly and my rampant erection plowed easily into her 
dripping cavern, but only momentarily!  In the entire time I had known 
the girls, I had never been into either of their asses, and I intended 
to make up for that now!

Wei groaned slightly and thrust her ass higher as I rammed myself home 
in her hot, tight, slippery butt! I was not as savage as she had been 
the night after the announcement, but neither was I gentle.  Apparently, 
gentleness was not what she wanted, because her hard little buttocks 
rose to meet my descending shaft, and I plunged balls deep on the first 
stroke!  At the bottom of that stroke, Wei's pelvis ground against mine 
as she relished the stirring in her bowels from my long, hard shaft!

I reveled in the sensation of pounding her into the mattress for a few 
minutes, but I was not the only conqueror tonight, and it was not right 
that only I should enjoy the celebration of our victory! I raised us to 
our knees and grasped one of Wei's small, firm breasts with my cuffed 
left hand, while stroking her rock hard shaft with the other! Faster and 
harder I pounded her willing little butt while working over her cock and 
tit.  Her own hands were busy torturing her other breast and slamming 
three fingers as deep into her pussy as she could!

This time, to my utter astonishment, when she felt my lava boiling into 
her guts, Wei gave a loud, though admittedly short, cry as she came all 
over the sheets!

It took her a full five seconds to recuperate enough to scamper off the 
bed, kiss me quickly, and hurry off to relieve Mei.

As Mei shed clothing and weapons, I reflected that in the two weeks 
remaining before the bids were tallied and the plans transferred to the 
winner, if one of the bidders didn't kill me, it was quite possible that 
my bodyguards would screw me to death!

As Mei knelt at the edge of the bed, her own sweet ass upthrust in 
invitation, I thought, "Yeah, but what a way to go!"