Adding Style to Substance

‘Come on in ladies, you’re in the right. Place, Mrs. Duyen was not feeling well so she asked
me to take her place.’

The five stunning beautiful nude women all with extraordinary figures hesitated for a moment
then, came forward confidently placing themselves in a line across from the teacher who also
matched them in lack of clothes and beauty.

Great, let's get warmed up with some stretching and then  we can move on to the lesson. Just
follow what I do,’ she explained and began putting them through a series of rapidly intensifying
stretches coupled with an accelerated pace that left them unable to keep up in both area’s.  

‘I think Mrs. Duyen might have been too generous with her assessment of your abilities,’ the
instructor quipped as she terminated her lead, to to her feet and moved to the first women in
line to her right.  ‘You favour your right side, you do not have proper balance, if I just push here,’
she said. ‘And over you go,’ which the woman did as she fell over unceremoniously

She moved on to the next woman. ‘Not anywhere near enough development in the shoulders or
middle back, you’re supporting all your efforts with your stomach and neck,’ she said placing
her hands on either side of the woman’s torso and turning lightly flipping her onto her stomach
with a thud.

‘You hold the position well, but,’ the instructor said as she pinched the back of one of the
woman’s lovely thighs. ‘I displace one point and the whole structure collapses,’ she added the
sound of the woman’s body smacking the mat reverberating about the room before she finished
her explanation. 

‘Positioning is just as important as balance, most times the two go hand in hand, but not always,
sometimes position or where the position leads into is more important. Move to the next
sequence,’ he told the forth woman and as she did, she tumbled as the instructor moved on
hand in mid air, not hard, just slight enough that it was forced to land quickly and unsteadily as
the woman went over.

‘Now we come to this, the perfect balance of mind and body. Well structured, poised, elegant all
in harmony,’ she explained before blowing on the woman’s face next to a strand of loose hair.
It fell across her face, forcing a twitching motion and movement to compensate and it was at
that moment the instructor dislodged her with ease crashing her to the floor as well. The
instructor returned to her place and lowered herself elegantly into a Lotus position.  

‘Static position is one thing, active is quite another, you have to think ahead, like a chess game,
even if you find yourself in a disadvantageous situation, there is no need to compound it with
your own foolish mistakes. Even a long series of errors can eventually lead to success, the key
is making the other make the final fatal mistake from which there is no recovery, rather than
through your actions giving victory to them. Now having said all that it's time to see you in action. This room is well appointed with mats, the walls are padded, so impact and injury should be kept to a minimum. Attack me,’ the instructor said and the women looked at her and each other before one asked.

‘All at once or individually?’

“Hesitation is the first mistake,’ the instructor added before one of her legs uncoiled itself like a
shot spring and slammed into the inside of one of the women’s thighs then upward into her
pussy. That woman doubled over in pain only to find her head captured into the bent leg of the
instructor as she whirled to her feet, her other leg connecting with the head of another woman
while her hands straightened in a open knife pose struck under the firm erect breasts followed
by a jab to both sides of her neck with her thumbs, the woman tumbled to the floor. The
instructor somersaulted forward, her body and that of her captured by the neck opponent
passing between the remaining to woman, while the third woman the one that had the blow to
her head staggered about trying to recover.  She left her go with but delivered a crippling snap
of her heel to her paradise again then a pinch to her neck that finished her from further combat. 

The teacher did not hesitate for a second, she vaulted backwards into a reverse walkover, both
her feet smashing into the heads of the remaining two, launching them backwards their arms
windmilling to keep their balance. The instructor turned about stepping her a series of front
tumbles before springing out of it and flying through the air each foot making contact with the
chest of women and sending them with such force into the padded walls that they bounced
back to her and each into a front headlock.  Alternating knees to their respective stomachs took
what little fight if any they had left in them out. She finished by turning them and herself about
then falling to the mat, their backs landing with such force that they bounced up and hit again.
The teacher released and stood up, they fighting for air on the ground.

‘Lesson’s over for today ladies.  Shower, dress and wait for me if you want in the changeroom
if not  you’re free to leave, the choice is up to you,’ she added and left them scattered about the
room in various states of pain and recovery.  

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‘Well good to see no real damage done, at least not physically,’ she said. ‘You’re all fine
specimens naked, but if it's possible you’re all even better made up. Professional, yet stylish
and with just enough added to be sexy without taking away from the other, a delicate balance.

‘Better than our other balance I hope?’ one said.  

‘All of you are ten out of 10 to answer your question Mai Trang.’

‘How do you know my name? We pay Mrs. Duyen for her discretion, apparently we need to
rethink that and several other matters as they pertain to today and what just happened,’ Mai
stated and looked at the others.

‘I can’t argue against the latter part, but as to the former part of your question, she I can assure
you is not to blame for me knowing your name and that goes for the rest of you as well,’ the
teacher added.

‘That just adds to my and I’m I speak for the rest of my classmates curiosity about you. Mrs.
Duyen isn’t sick is she which of course leads to a number of questions about her whereabouts
and of course the main question of just who you are and why you are here and so interested in
us, after all we’re just five businesswomen who are interested in fitness and self defense,’
another added.

‘Oh, I think we both know you all are much more than that. But why are we talking here. I have
reserved seating waiting for us at the Hanoi Skyline Lounge. I will meet those of you that are
all still interested there in an hour,’ she added.

'If you chose not to, I will say my goodbyes now. It was a pleasure meeting all of you and I wish
you every success in the future,’ she then shook hands with each woman naming them as she
went.

                                                                             

She sipped her drink, the view of the old city below her as she waited. She had reserved the
best table in the lounge then made arrangements for them to be isolated from the other guests
so the talk could be free and frank, at least she hoped it would be.

‘But one never can tell,’ she thought just as the corner of her eye caught movement and she
stood up.  She motioned to the waiter to bring an extra chair over.  

‘Glad you decided to come and I see you’ve brought a quest. Welcome Hanh Oanh,’ she said,
shaking hands with the woman, not surprised she knew her name obviously having been
informed by the others. Hanh elegantly sat down, crossing her legs as she went.

‘I thought tea and some cakes would be welcome while we talk,’ the woman said with a
disarming smile and a sip of her tea before she started.

‘You have the excellent attribute of being curious without being to forceful, a well learned skill,
especially when I consider SALON (South Asian Ladies Operatives Network) is entirely financed and run by independent female

by small business owners. Oh, no use trying to look like you have no idea what I’m talking about,
I can assure you I do,’ she said looking at fake bewildered looks they flashed to one another. 

‘We do not know what you are speaking about, this is some kind of bad joke and a waste of our
time, come on ladies, we have businesses to attend to, at least that part of your story is true
Miss…..’ Trinh said as she made to get up and motioned to the others to join her.

‘Claire Baxter and if you’d care to look at this, perhaps it will peak your interest to stay.  The tea
here is the best and these cakes are yummy,’ she said tossing a manila envelope on the table
that she had held behind her chair out of view until now. 

Yen reached over and opened it, looked over the pictures, emails and notes, passing them
around.

‘Of course this is just a summary of all the Intel we have, but the concerning thing is that you’ve
been brought to the attention of a certain organisation. One might even say infiltrated in certain
areas, as you can see.

‘Some of these are my clients,’ Hanh said and others nodded the same as they looked at the
pictures and the notes attached to them.

‘As you can see from this timeline,’ Claire said handing over another piece of paper, it seems
there’s a correlation between initial contact, establishment of client contact and the flow of
information right to the success of certain adventures by you ladies.  Success however has
been harder to come by say in the last three months or so,’ Claire mused. ‘Hence the need for
advanced training, such as our encounter this morning. Intel we incepted from our network of
email threads told us all we need to know, just they are telling TRIDENT all they needed to
know about you.  Using Belt and Road to expand your operations is a brilliant concept, being
a small business you can fly under the radar, if you will, but there comes a time when you want
to expand, you have dreams of something bigger, nothing wrong with that, but unless you have
a plan and more importantly the means to execute it you can run the risk of drawing unwanted
attention. Now normally, not a bad thing, maybe you get rich selling what you built for a great
deal of money, maybe you attract competition and have to adjust and then there’s this scenario,
you attract the wrong attention and you get put out of business, permanently. TRIDENT wants
your model, just the model, they don’t want you, nor do they have need of you judging from
what I saw today.  They are not looking to acquire you, they will just replace you with their own
people, a kind of plug and play model of business. Those clients of yours, you all have them,
they are in place to gain your trust, become a favourite and then kill you. In fact two of you
have private spa sessions scheduled this week, one with this lady and another with this one,’
Claire said tapping two people on photos left on the table.

By this point in the discussion the six SALON agents were stunned and shocked into silence,
the information was just washing over them and there was more to come as Claire was
determined to press on but then came a question from Trinh.

‘Who do you work for that you know all this assuming what you tell us is true?

‘We all know it's true, so let's dispense with that, your faces gave away that information. I
suppose I should be insulted you’ve never heard of me of the agency I run.  Does the name
FORCE ring a bell with anyone?’ she asked to blank expressions from all. ‘Well I'm insulted or
proud of our secrecy or maybe both,’ she mused with a smile, a small laugh and a sip of tea.
‘Please ladies, drink up and eat, the food here is too wonderful to pass up. I will continue.’

The six looked at each other, questioning looks exchanged before they decided to follow the
advice, mostly because it was true.

‘Now back to these two ladies in question.  This one I know as Madam Yang. I’ve had several
encounters with her over my career.  If I was to speculate, I would say she always has you
attend her Hanh. She’s let slip she’s wealthy, loves your place, thinks you should expand and
has hinted, very subtle at first that perhaps she could become an investor.  Maybe she’s even
passed that stage and you’ve onto the details, which if I was to speculate, would be something
along the lines of her being a silent partner, of course there would have to be ‘keywoman
insurance” just a common legal formality, made a million dollars on each of you.  Once
everything is in place, well accidents happen, even to the healthiest partners, don’t they,’
Claire smiled. ‘Same go for you Kim?’ she added.

‘Her name is Han Go, everything you say is true, we have not signed anything, but it has been
discussed and I admit I was strongly considering it,’ Kim said as she looked at the others. 

‘Who are you again, Miss Baxter or better what are you?’

‘Well keep this to yourselves, but I’m a spy and Head of the aforementioned FORCE. We like
to think of ourselves as the “good girls” of the game. You know, keeping the world safe well our
counterpart, TRIDENT, their the bad girls. Lots of fun, but then reality hits and well the results
are usually not so good for all concerned.  Having said that just because we are “good girls”
doesn’t mean we play as such. You’ve had that experience already with H.O.T.’

‘That kind of puts us at odds with you then, doesn’t it?’ Phan asked.

‘Fortunately, no fatalities resulted from that, what would have been harder to smooth over,’
Claire smiled.  'Besides I think you ladies are interested in bigger and better things, you just
didn't know it.'

‘How can we trust you, for all we know, you could actually be TRIDENT and telling us a big lie,
that would explain how you have all this knowledge,’ Mai suggested. 

‘Have you ever heard of a company called Mekong LLP?’ Claire asked unperturbed by the
question.

‘A small consulting firm, unique in that it's an all female company, I read an article in
Nu Doanh Nhan Businesswoman Magazine,’ Phan answered.

‘There associates of mine, independant, but they pursue the same goals, exclusively at a high
corporate level. I’d like to offer you ladies the same arrangement, but a more grounded level.
Our eyes and ears on the local level and well with expansion regional as well,’ Claire explained.

‘You still could be TRIDENT,’ Kim said. ‘If they are as bad as you say this would be right in
keeping with their modus operandi.’

‘If I had wanted you all dead, I’d have killed you this morning, frankly you’re all much too easy
to defeat, but training will make you better, again, though, that is a choice you have to make,’
Claire shot back.

No one said anything for a while, the ladies, were in fact swimming in unknown seas and not
sure if the lifeguard Claire was there to help or sink them.

‘I’ve taken up enough of your time, you need to think and talk it over and you have businesses
to run. I’d love to have you all and any others, I know there are more, but the choice is yours.
I’ve reserved this space for dinner in three nights time, if you show up we can get going, if not I
wish you the best of luck. I won’t close the door if the answer is no, but I won’t push either. 
open should things go bad for you with TRIDENT. You can reach me here, that’s a burner
phone, so no worries. It was a pleasure to meet you all,’ Claire added and elegantly rose and
walked away the ladies watching her wonderful legs and ass sway across the floor, then they
looked at each other.

Ok readers, what do the SALON ladies do? Ideas for the story and of course peril situations
are always welcome. Thanks

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P.O.V.

‘He had watched her in training, her body was wonderful, strong, shapely and beautiful.

He’d dreamed of the two of them together in unauthorized training, as it was called but she
seemed cool to him as she rebuffed his advances time and again until one day he found her in
his apartment. ‘This is dangerous,’ she said. ‘If we’re caught we could both be tossed out of the
program, but I love danger,’ she smiled from the chair across the room that she had sexily
positioned herself in. Tami got up in a slow fluid motion and stalked toward him and hand
touching his chest as she circled behind him then reached around and undid his belt. ‘One of
us is overdressed for the occasion.’  She managed him out of his clothes easily and elegantly,
unhurried and controlled. She kissed him from behind, on his neck her body pressing into his
leg running up and down his, the soft pads of her feet most wonderful. She turned about for a
full on kiss as he enveloped her in his arms. ‘I see my trap has worked,’ she smiled slipping
from his arms and undoing her bra. My Anemone has worked. Its my bras code name, slight
pressure releases the microscopic needles. My drug is a paralyser,’ she added slipping off her
panties. ‘I like to kill nude, a CURVE girl preference and you Eric will get to experience it. This
isn’t class, I know you watch me closely, seeing what I will come up with. I never used my bra,
I saved that for you. Maybe you were expecting something more cosmetic, that I admit I am
known for. You watched me, with fascination, when I did that scenario with Ethan, now I admit
that was early on. You accessed the video of that scene over 50 times, study purposes no
doubt,’ she explained as her arms twinned about his neck. But, 50 times? I can’t be that
fascinating, there are many other female trainees to look upon, but you only ever accessed me.
As a CURVE trainee we are given extra training in motion, position of the form and especially
dress, this extra training gives us the impact we need. I believe that day with Eric I was wearing
a white skirt, tight at the hips, with 

just the slightest underpinning, cut just a tad above mid knee and classic white pumps. A green
silk top and matching white jacket, pearl earrings, necklace and bracelet completed me.  I knew
to give him looks at me, both from away and close, part of my extra training, so I moved a great
deal, teasingly so, always just close but always just out of reach. I was not sure what did it, the
outfit, the tease that got him in my arms. My theory was my legs, you seem to like them so I’m
going with that, anyway in my arms for a soft welcoming kiss.

I delivered my welcome and my credentials with that kiss. My Cherry Blossom Lipstick is long
lasting and when delivered acts quickly, Eric was feeling the effects before the kiss ended.

I guided him into the chair the muscle relaxant doing its nasty business and all from the soft
touch of my lips. The second kiss was unnecessary, simply a bonus from me. 

Perhaps you were expecting more of an Ezra option. He was expecting a kiss but my Barbara
from ‘The Silencers’ had other ideas. That shirt was custom made to fit me perfectly, revealing
more that enough while covering what he could only imagine, a tease within a tease if you will,
but that’s all part of the game we play. Again, white pumps, same heel length I do like some
consistency. The shirt in case your wondering is standard field equipment for all female agents,
shoes are your choice or optional if you like barefoot or height is an issue.  He needed
convincing so I worked on him, fortunately for me and unfortunately for him he made the mistake
of letting me get too close to resist me. The result was, well he had to know a CURVE girl is
known for her grooming, my hair was perfect, I smelled wonderful, my legs were smooth as silk
and my lips were frosted, my nails were shaped and painted, I prefer almond shape for my nails,
again a classic, what can I say I’m a traditional girl spy. I shape them myself that way I get just
the edge I want, razor sharp.Just the merest light drag with the right pressure penetrates the skin.
My shade that day was a truth serum. I scratched Ezra five times and he didn’t notice, I’m quite
good and just between use, I like to scratch. After the five, he gave up the Intel, I only had to flick
him a few more times. That video you watched more than a 100x, my legs again I think, or the
shirt or perhaps the nails, scratching you is an option, my nails are always prepared, but we
should move on I think, but first,’ she explained then slowly kissed him, their nude forms pressed
together. ‘Wonderful, but I’m a bit chilly,’ she said walking over to her vanity and pulling on the
shirt and heels she had just explained. ‘Transforming look don’t you think, I’d thought you’d like
it, now to return to business,’ she said walking toward him, her legs dancing, the muscles
captivating as she moved until she was kissing him again.

‘Onto another video you watched a great deal. Female agents have a great choice in weapons, 

sometimes too many and an agent can get into a rut, not because of laziness, but because
she has a preference for one thing. Some like lipsticks, some nails, still 

others their bodies, some devices, which brings us to Axel. This time a clingy cocktail dress
and black pumps, what can I say, at least the colour was different. You didn’t seem to mind,
anyway, a simple plan, let him feel me, use that to draw him in and then strike, but with a slight
twist, by that I mean my ring, slide the top back and a spring loaded needle appears, just twist it
on your finger and inject and just before he kissed me, another twist. Mixing your means of
attack keeps an opponent off guard,’ Tami said in a whisper as she hugged him her full hard
body pressing into his. ‘But a have a few other fun items. Your friend Gage checked out a few of
my scenarios trying to get an edge in training. What he may have gained in knowledge certainly
did not help him. While my cosmetics case is full of deviously effect weapons but so is my
jewellery box. When he was within range I blew him a kiss with an open palm, you know the
pose. My kiss stings a bit, a bobble really, nothing of note just something attached to a bracelet,
but push the front legs simultaneously and voila and needle appears, just a puff of air sends it
on its way. In this case the neck of Gage. You see I can sting the male in a variety of ways,’ she
said lightly brushing his lips with her finger. 

Then there was Rene, allure took another turn with him, you watched this one a great many
times too, probably for the same reason Rene paid such close attention. It seems a woman
dressing and doing her makeup is quite arousing, of course I knew it was, but it was a matter of
making it seem I didn’t so the game played out under my control. He and you watched my every move, the slipping on of my undergarments, then the careful controlled filing and shaping of my nails followed by the study coating of them with my nail polish. After that the slow roll of my perfume roller, the back of my neck, between my breasts and a dab on each wrist for good measure, then on to my face. Delicate brush strokes of colour to my cheeks, colour for my eyes and thickness for my lashes, a comb and touch up for my hair, a few turns of the brush to add curls then last but not least, a frosting for my lips. I know that men find this action erotic, so I stretch it out and ensure a complete coating. Done, I slip on my dress knowing I have his full attention, too much attention, his guard is down, but a woman needs one last look to ensure she’s presentable. I pulled my compact from my clutch as we go to leave for a last look. While checking I swing towards him and push the trigger. My poison dart knocked him out in seconds. Now what else should we talk about, there are still so many videos of me you’ve looked, I feel we’ve barely scratched the surface,’ she added then included a menacing dangerous kiss and waited for an answer. 

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