Shark Woman in Uncharted Waters 3

Jonathan opened the cabin door, sneaked inside, and was gratified to see a purse lying on the bed. "Maybe now I can find out who that woman is." Inside the wallet was the answer...as he found Vicki Singh's Federation for Law and Government (FLAG) id card. "Damn!..She's a secret agent.with the UN." Tossing the I.D. onto the bed, his mind was in a whirl. "What am I going to do with her?" Pondering his options, the steward stared out at the dock moving past. "I'll have to wait until the ship stops again." Elsewhere on the ship, FLAG agent Vicki Singh was coming to.

"Ooohhh...must have been some type of gas. The woman who's staying in this cabin is a clever one..She has to be in league with the crooks I'm investigating..I wonder how long I've been out?" sighed Vicki as she twisted on the bed trying to loosen the ropes. "Really knows how to tie a knot...Uugghh...but I know how to get out of this..." said Vicki with a smile as she finally the agent linked her thumbs together. Her maid's uniform was swiftly replaced by the skimpy aqua blue swim suit she wore on land when she was...SHARK WOMAN.

"Now to get out of here..." said the busty heroine.easily snapping her bonds. She rolled off the bed, and carefully exited the room. "I think the ship's security can handle nabbing this thief now, and besides I have more important things to do..." resolved Vicki as she ran down the corridor..her enlarged bust swaying sexily under her swim suit..which each step that her beautiful bare feet made against the floor of the ship's corridor. Vicki hurried back to her cabin..so that she could make her report to the Captain. As she arrived..she noticed the door was ajar.

Hurrying back to her own cabin to make her report to the Captain, she noticed the door was ajar. "Who's in here?" called Shark Woman as she burst into the room. Jonathan the steward was startled out of his reverie by Vicki's sudden arrival. He was even more startled to see the female agent standing in the doorway, attired in an aqua blue swim suit that barely covered her feminine parts..a mask stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face. "Is this your cabin?" demanded the busty heroine to the steward who seemed a bit nervous. "I saw someone trying to break in, so after scaring the woman away I entered to make sure everything was alright." stammered Johnathan.

Shark Woman looked at the nervous steward. His explanation was seemed plausible..since the woman he chased was most probably Ethel Rodriguez... the woman in the cabin who had drugged her as Vicki Singh "I'm glad you stopped her...Are you ship's security?" asked Shark Woman who could not help but think there was something familiar about this man. "No..I'm just a steward... I was just passing by...Who are you?" asked Johnathan. "My name is Shark Woman...I'm a super heroine...I was just about to call the Captain.. to tell him who's been robbing the passenger's cabin safes on each of the recent cruises of this ship...." explained Vicki as she walked past the steward and she reached for the phone.

"You know who it is?" Jonathan asked as he worked his way behind the heroine. "Yes I do. She was probably the one..AAGGHHH!" cried Shark Woman as she felt an arm wrap around her throat, trying to squeeze her windpipe, but Shark Woman had another idea. Bending forward, as well as grabbing his arms, she tossed the stunned steward against the wall. "Who exactly are yoowwww!!" cried Shark Woman. As she leaned over the prone steward...Johnathan pricked the side of her neck with his special signet ring. "Whaaa...di..yooo..unnnnn." Shark Woman collapsed on top of the man.

Rolling the paralyzed heroine off his body, Jonathan stood staring down at the woman, and saw her brown eyes staring back in the slits of her aqua blue mask. "What's the matter hero lady, can't move?" sneered Johnathan He bent down to drag her luscious body over to a chair. "Just who, or what are you?" asked Jonathan as he reached into his bag to produce a bottle and a gauze pad. "My ring renders you helpless, but I'll use this to knock you out." Then pouring some of the liquid onto the pad he approached the paralyzed heroine.

"Oh..nooo..I'm helpless to stop him." realised Vicki. She sat in the chair unable to resist, as the man brought the pad to her face, but suddenly his expression changed. He groaned, and instead of pressing the pad over her nose, he dropped it in her lap, then his head followed. Standing behind the fallen steward was the porter, who had earlier brought her flowers. He was smiling as he pounded a blackjack against his palm. "Looks like you could use some help, Miss." He dialed the phone. "Hi, I could use you in cabin 537." In a few minutes two large hairy men in a soiled T-shirts entered the room. "Take him down to the hold, and you help me with the woman." One of the men threw the steward over his brawny shoulder, and disappeared out the door, while the other was instructed to gently cradle carry the woman to the Baron's stateroom.

"I recognize these men. They're the ones I saw meeting the launch." realised the aquatic avengeress who could do nothing as the second man picked up the chloroform-soaked pad which Johnathan had dropped and clamped it over her nose and mouth. "Mmmmm...Mmmmmmmm.." moaned Vicki into the pad. Her brown eyes rolling up in the slits of her mask as she quickly succumbed to the effects of the chloroform and blacked out. The big man lifted Shark Woman in his arms and followed the porter down the carpeted hallway, into the elevator, and then into the massive suite of rooms that was the Baron's Stateroom.

"That's all Wolf." The Porter had the burly man lay his burden on the sofa, then dismissed him. "Here's your guest, sir." "What happened, Michael?" Looking surprised the Baron immediately went over to the beautiful woman in the skimpy swim suit. Not being one to miss an opportunity, he messaged her firm round left breast before replacing it under the strap. It had become exposed during all the scuffling. "Is she alright?" After explaining what had happened, Michael obtained a cold wet cloth, and some smelling saltz, giving both to the Baron. As the older man patted the woman's brow with the cloth, Peter entered the room, holding one of the packages in both hands. "The General wants a double shipment next time, but I don't think Gordon's men can supply that much."

"Careful, I'm not sure she's unconscious." The Baron cautioned his son. "Perhaps we need to expand our operation."What happened to her?" Peter looked lustily at the gorgeous creature lying helpless on the sofa. "You don't usually drug your women until after dinner." He brushed her hair from her eyes. "Is she paralyzed?" Shark Woman could feel her strength returning. "These men are using the cruise ships to distribute drugs throughout the island countries. I have to stop them." All she could do was watch and wait. "AHHHHH, what's that terrible smell. Ohhh...take it away." Her muscles twitched, trying to respond to the smelling salts. "I think she's coming around." He held the small bottle close to her nose, and she began to jerk in response. "Get me a glass of water." Finally, his guest groaned. He felt the woman's muscles become tense, and then they relaxed, but were no longer limp. Slowly with great effort, one of her hands raised to her forehead.

"Uhhhhh...where..am..I?" groaned Shark Woman as she moved her head to look around the spacious cabin. "I must have died and gone to heaven." Watching his papa swoon over this new girl, he decided to do something about it. "There's no tellin' how much she heard and saw. This one is a real danger." Since he had to discuss the supply with Gordon anyway, he'd make the woman disappear.

Back on the tropical island, Gordon walked past the men feverishly working on the next shipment of drugs. "I don't know how we can increase the supply, unless we get the raw goods from someplace else." Hopping onto the open army jeep, he drove tthrough the palms to the big house. "Hey Perez, better get things ready for the Boss. He'll be here soon." A small dark skinned man met him on the porch. "Things are always ready for the Boss." Then sitting on one of the rockers, he poured a glass of lemonade. "Have a seat, you worry too much." He poured Gordon a glass.

"What did you do with the last girl he sent?" Gordon sat next to Perez, picked up the lemonade, and took a few sips. "Why don't you put some suger in this stuff?" "She's upstairs waiting for the buyer. Why do you ask?" Perez gulped down his drink and poured another glass. "I think he's bringing another one." Tossing his drink onto the ground, he went inside.

To be continued.