New Ocelot Woman in Snakes on a Train

Apura, Suriname. Noon

Under heavily armed military escort...a black BMW sedan with heavily tinted windows..bearing the flags of Suriname on its sides...entered the army base in this town which was located close to Suriname's western border with neighbouring Guyana.
Seated in the plush leather interior of his luxury car..the country's military dictator..General Quesi Wouterse watched with satisfaction as he watched some of his soldiers going through their training paces on the grounds of the base. Some were on the firing range..while others were jogging around the compound..going through a series of hand-to-hand combat exercises.

The guards posted outside the main adminstrative building on the compound..snapped to attention immediately as the General strolled past them and into the building for a special briefing which he had come here for. In the main conference room..Wouterse was received by his Intelligence Chief...Colonel Lonnie Brunswijk...the son of a former Surinamese mercenary who was the deputy to the infamous Neo-Nazi drug smuggler Stanley Wilkins in 1970's Guyana. His son Bill would later become the arch-nemesis to Guyana's celebrated champion of justice..the busty and beauteous OCELOT WOMAN..who he managed to capture on all of their encounters..but who ultimately defeated him in their final encounter.

Wouterse himself was obssessed with the sexy Guyanese Amazon...especially her curvaceous and muscular brown body which was barely covered by her flimsy, translucent ocelot pelt leotard..who he unsuccessfully tried to capture and use to create an army of super soldiers. While she foiled his plans..the Surinamese dictator had never given up on plans to capture her again and complete his original plans. Though his scientists were able to obtain a sample of her cum from her while she was in their custody and unconscious...the sample was small and there was little they could do to use it to create the super soldiers which their leader wanted so badly.

"Colonel..What do you have to report?" asked the General as he tooek his seat at the head of the table. Brunswijk handed Wouterse a dossier containing some photos and some written reports. The first photo was of an elderly white man of Dutch-Amerindian descent..with white hair..moustache..beard and glasses. "Our agents in Guyana confirm that Walter Rooney is indeed there as was first suspected..he entered the country quietly after spending many years living in exile in the Netherlands..trying to lobby support for free general elections in Suriname..." said the Colonel. "Then the Guyana government is now giving him asylum?..Offering to help him overthrow me?!" asked Wouterse with concern in his voice.

"Our agents are unable to determine that sir...but we know he intends to hold talks with members of the Guyana government and other ambassadors of foreign countries resident there.." replied Colonel Brunswijk. "This must not be allowed to happen...Rooney must not be allowed to revive any political opposition to my regime...He must be dealt with swiftly..and there must be no connection linking the crime to us.." said General Wouterse. "We may have discovered the perfect opportunity to achieve this General.." replied Colonel Brunswijk as he directed his leader's attention to another photo in the dossier. This photo displayed a sleek silver train which consisted of 12 cars.

"This is the Shinkansen 700T express train..it's called 'the Silver Bullet'...the Guyana government signed an agreement with the Japan Railways Group to buy it to upgrade its domestic railway...the Silver Bullet will make its maiden trip from Linden to Isherton in a few days. A selected group of persons has been chosen to make this trip..and Rooney is among them...it will provide us with a unique opportunity to assassinate him and cut the head off of Suriname's underground political opposition.." explained Brunswijk. "This mission requires the utmost secrecy and there must be no way the authorities in Guyana could link us to it..." reiterated Wouterse.

"That's why I asked our overseas contacts to find some expert mercenaries for hire who would be willing to take on this mission...we have assembled such a team...and assured they would be well paid for this job...You will find their particulars inside..." replied the Colonel. Wouterse smiled as he studied the resumes of the hired mercenaries. "What about the Ocelot Woman?...What if she were to interfere?" asked Wouterse. "If that big breasted bimbo knows what's good for her...She will not stick her tits in our affairs...Rest assured..our
mercenaries have been briefed about her..and will be well prepared should she interfere.." grinned Brunswijk.

24 hours later.
El Dorado Inn, Georgetown Guyana. 7 pm.

The curtains were drawn..and the door locked as a group of men discussed their plans. They were mercenaries..soldiers of fortune..who worked for the highest bidder. In this case that happened to be General Quesi Wouterse...the military despot of Suriname. On the table in front of them..photos of the target...a Surinamese politician named Walter Rooney..the most likely threat to Wouterse's dictatorship in the neighbouring South American nation. The leader of the group was an American...a former US Army Ranger and CIA operative..named "Big Jim" Brogan. seated around him were his team..each of them professional killers in their own right."So this old man is the target...Must mean a lot to our employer if he's willing to pay each of of US$10 million apiece to kill him..." remarked Brogan.

"They got him stashed away at the Hyatt Regency..well guarded by private bodyguards and the Guyana Police..some former New York cop...Karl Misawa's heading that detail.." remarked Pierre "The Whip" Martel..a former French special forces commando. He was an expert with a bullwhip and had throwing knives for back-up weapons. "The train is our best bet to get Rooney..the security is extensive..but it will be spread out over 12 cars...that makes for gaps..." added Ivan Karpov..alias Doctor Steel..a former medic turned spy..who got his name from the steel appendage that replaced his right hand which was severed in a bomb blast. "I've made contact with some of the local criminal element..and some corrupt police officers..we'll have access to the Silver Bullet.." assured Steel.

"The route the train'll be travelling is through a lot of jungle territory and very low populations density...once we take control of the train...it should be easy for us to eliminate the target..steal anything worth stealing..and then make our escape across the border into Suriname.." said Brogan. "What of this female...this Ocelot Woman..some kind of local hero lady..intel says she's got the strength of 20 men..superhuman speed and flies around in some kind of strange jet plane...How do we deal with her?" asked the Native American scout Will Whiteagle..alias Warpath as he showed his comrades a photo of the sexy Guyanese Amazon that was taken recently after she brought down a marijuana cartel.

Big Jim and his pack found it difficult to prevent heat building in their loins as they drooled over the photo of Ocelot Woman who seemed to be an East Indian woman in her early 20's. Her sole item of clothing were a flimsy and translucent ocelot pelt leotard.. barely covering her tanned body which was described as simultaneously curvaceous and muscular.
Her identity was concealed behind an ocelot pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her face. She wore gold bracelets on her wrists, a golden belt and lasso around her curvy waist and a gold anklet inches above her left ankle. "Our employer's willing to pay extra if we capture the bitch and bring her back to Suriname...As to how we deal with her..I can think of two ways..."Brogan gloated as he pointed to the gorgeous Guyanese superwoman's large brown breasts.

Elsewhere in Georgetown...Stabroek News photographer Johnny Chan pulled his jeep into the parking lot outside of the apartment building where he lived with his girlfriend and co-worker at Guyana's leading daily newspaper..Kim Parmasar. Everyone knew Kim as the top investigative journalist at the Stabroek News who broke several major news exclusives. However only Johnny knew that when she wasn't working on a story..Kim was fighting crime and protecting the innocent people of Guyana as its celebrated..beauteous champion of justice..OCELOT WOMAN. As he switched off the engine and climbed out of his vehicle..Johnny could not help reflect upon how far his relationship with Kim had come. When he first joined the newspaper many years earlier..he only saw Kim as a co-worker..never once suspecting that under her conservative attire and demeanour..were the incredible body and persona of the Ocelot Woman.

He had worked closely with Kim..both in her roles as a journalist and as a superheroine....
never once making the connection between the two. Johnny found himself drawn to the alluring Ocelot Woman..in awe of her many heroic feats and her incredible beauty...while simultaneously respecting Kim for her work as a journalist..and his closest friend. When Kim confided her secret to him...Johnny's world was complete. He knew now he had found his partner for life...his best friend...and the woman he loved more than any other. As he walked towards the entrance of the apartment building...Johnny pondered all of these thoughts in his mind...knowing to himself that it would soon be time to take his relationship with Kim to the next level.

Just as he was about to enter the building..Johnny got the feeling that someone was watching him. Turning around...he heard the sound of a bus pulling up across the street.
He watched as he saw some people getting on to the bus. Johnny's eyes blinked as for a second..he thought he saw a face amongst them..which he had not seen in many years..
and one which he never thought he would never see again. As the bus drove away..Johnny shook himself out of his brief daze. "Get it together Johnny...You're just seeing ghosts...and you've got a beautiful lady waiting for you upstairs..." thought the photographer as he slung his bag full of photographic equipment. Had Johnny turned around a second time before he entered the building..he might have seen a figure in the shadows..who was watching him..board another bus which arrived shortly afterwards.

Getting out of the elevator..Johnny walked towards Kim's apartment which he had now moved into..since she told him she was Ocelot Woman. His old apartment on the east side of the city..he kept for use as a photographic laboratory whenever he needed to work there. "Kim..Honey..I'm home.." called Johnny as he entered the apartment and locked the door behind him. There was no response as he set his bag down. "Looks like she's gone out..I hope there isn't some major crisis that Ocelot Woman has to handle..." said Johnny aloud as he slipped off his sweat-stained shirt..revealing his toned upper body. "Not unless you create one handsome..." quipped Kim. Johnny turned to see his girlfriend..in her sexy, super-powered alter-ego of Ocelot Woman..walking slowly towards him. He was mesmerised by the gentle swaying of her large brown breasts under her thin, translucent ocelot pelt leotard which highlighted every inch of her curvaceous and muscular brown body.

"You know how seeing you like this...makes it difficult for me to concentrate..gives me such a warm feeling in my Ocelot Breasts...leaving me vulnerable to your charms..." replied the sexy Guyanese Amazon with a smile as she placed the palms of her hands on her boyfriend's naked chest..leaned towards him..kissing him tenderly on the lips. Johnny placed his hands on Kim's curvy hips..pulling her closer to him as he returned her kiss. "What's going on baby?...I didn't expect to come home and meet you here as Ocelot Woman...Is something going on?" asked Johnny with concern. His concern subsided as Kim's brown eyes looked at him..through the slits of the ocelot pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face..with love and adoration.

"You could say that...Come...I have something to show you.." replied Ocelot Woman as she took him by the hand...leading him towards the balcony of their apartment. There was no one on the street below..and under the cover of a moonless night sky..the Oce-Jet glided stealthily towards the building...hovering beside the balcony. The gorgeous Guyanese superwoman..eased her curvaceous and muscular brown body over the railing of the balcony and on to the starboard wing...never letting go of Johnny's hand..encouraging him to follow her. "That's it Johnny...just take it very slowly and do not look down..." advised Kim with a smile as she led him towards the cockpit of her plane. The canopy opened automatically as they approached. Johnny climbed into the passenger seat..while Ocelot Woman slipped into the pilot's seat right in front of him.

"Plane...Plot course for Kaiteur Falls...Stealth mode..." commanded Kim. "By your command Mistress..." replied the Oce-Jet via the Oce-Receiver which was located in the centre of the control panel right in front of the buxom masked beauty. "This is really mysterious...Why all the secrecy Kim?" asked Johnny as he watched his superheroine girlfriend ease the flight stick back and forth between her large thighs...her long muscular legs moving back and forth as her erotic bare feet gripped the flight pedals. Her large brown breasts rising and falling sensuously under her thin, translucent ocelot pelt leotard with each breath that she took. "All will be revealed lover...It is a surprise..." replied Ocelot Woman with a smile as she lifted the plane gently upwards into the night sky. Once the Oce-Jet was high above the city..concealed by the clouds..its thrusters fired..as it flew towards its destination.

It was not long before the Oce Jet was flying over the jungles of central Guyana...following the course of the Potaro River. Johnny Chan sat back in his seat..occasionally looking out of the cockpit..but mostly looking at the gorgeous Guyanese superwoman as she piloted the plane. "Where are we going Kim?" he asked. "Patience darling...You will soon find out.." replied Ocelot Woman as the spectacular sight of Kaiteur Falls came into view.There was no moon in the night sky tonight.. and it perfectly concealed the approach of the Oce Jet as it slowly banked to the left as it flew over the largest waterfall in Guyana. Johnny was so engrossed as he watched Ocelot Woman gently worked the flight stick between her large thighs..that it was only at the last minute he saw the plane was flying straight towards the tower of cascading water of the Kaiteur Falls.

"Kim!..Pull up!..Pull up!..We're going to..." blurted Johnny as his superheroine girlfriend steered the Oce-Jet straight towards the waterfall. His concern turned to surprise as the water parted like a curtain to allow the plane safe passage through. "Yes darling...You were saying?" asked Ocelot Woman with a smile on her face..amused by Johnny losing his cool. Johnny was speechless as he watched the Oce-Jet glide gently into a hidden cavern that was concealed deep within the waterfall. He had never seen anything like it. At the end of the cavern... Johnny was even more surprised to see a stone temple sitting there. The entrance to the temple was guarded by two large ocelot statues which were made of pure gold.
Johnny was still trying to make sense of all of this as Kim brought the Oce-Jet down for a landing just in front of the temple..and the canopy of the cockpit opened.

"Come on Johnny...I have a surprise for you.." said Ocelot Woman as she climbed out of the cockpit..giving her boyfriend a prime view of her pear-shaped buttocks. "I'm not sure if I can take another one Kim..." replied Johnny as he slowly followed her out of the cockpit and alighted to the ground beside her. Side by side..they walked slowly towards the temple. "What is this place?" asked Johnny as he marveled at the gold ocelot statues. "It is called the Temple of the Ocelot...here is where the Oce-Jet stays until I summon it..here also happens to be the place where I received my super powers...Me and all the other women who the Amerindian spirits chose to fight crime and injustice in different forms over the years..." explained Kim as they walked across the stone tiles of the temple floor.

Johnny saw a statue of the legendary Rohanna..Girl of the Guianas...whose adventures in 1970's Guyana was reported by their boss at the Stabroek News..veteran newspaper man Bruce Kandivas. He also saw statues of the Ocelot Woman and Ocelot Girl of the 1940's..which reminded him of how he met them when he travelled back in time with Kim to stop the evil scientist Dr Malcolm Cort. Johnny saw statues of Ocelot Women from the 1960's and 1980's. They stopped at the statue of another Ocelot Woman. Looking closely at the face of this statue...Johnny realised that she was familiar. He had seen her face before on old editions of the Stabroek News. "Kim...Isn't that..?" asked Johnny. "Yes...my aunt...Parbatie Parmasar...I succeeded her as Ocelot Woman when she retired from that role...I got my super powers when I was a teenager...I was Ocelot Girl then..." replied the sexy Guyanese Amazon as she turned to face Johnny and placed her hands on his shoulders.

Her brown eyes glistened in the slits of the ocelot pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face as she stared into the eyes of the man she loved. "Kim...
Why..?" asked Johnny. "Why show you all of this?...Is it not obvious Johnny?..This place is sacred...and very special to me as Ocelot Woman...other women before me were chosen to be Ocelot Woman...to perform her duties to fight against injustice and to protect the innocent...I am showing you this...because I love you...and I know that I can trust you with my innermost secrets...like all these women before me..one day..I too must pass over the mantle of Ocelot Woman to one whom the Amerindian spirits deem worthy...I would very much love that person to be...our daughter...." replied the buxom masked beauty.

"Kim...Are you saying?...Are you...?" asked Johnny suddenly finding himself at a loss for words which made his superheroine girlfriend laugh. "No darling...I am not pregnant...I am just saying that I love you very much Johnny...for a long time..before we became close..I was having feelings for you but I did not know whether you could handle my alter ego as Ocelot Woman...the risks I take when I fight against criminals...the fact that every crook in Guyana obssesses about groping my Ocelot Breasts and knocking me unconscious..but you have removed my fears about that.." she replied. "I deal with all of that honey...because I love you..all of you...Kim Parmasar...and Ocelot Woman..that'll never change...and you can always count me..." said Johnny as he ran his fingers through the Guyanese superwoman's long mane of glossy black hair.

"I know that Johnny...and I love you too..very,very much...I never want us to be apart...I want us to be together..forever..." replied Ocelot Woman. "So what is that you're asking me?" asked Johnny. "Marry me Johnny Chan...I want to be your wife...I want you to be my husband...Will you marry me?" asked Kim as she popped the question to her man. "You're too good a reporter to ask a question to something you already know the answer to...Yes..
..Yes...I will..." replied Johnny as he leaned forward and kissed Ocelot Woman tenderly on her full red lips. The sexy Guyanese Amazon responded with a kiss of her own and pulling Johnny's body against her own.

"Mmmmmmm.." sighed Kim with pleasure as she enjoyed their kiss while feeling her large brown breasts pressed against Johnny's toned chest..making her Ocelot Nipples tingle with warmth. In a single motion.. never breaking their kiss...Johnny lifted his superheroine girlfriend into his arms and carried her into a private chamber of the temple. He laid her gently on her back on a bed there..and discarded his shirt. Ocelot Woman's hands reached up to her shoulders..sliding down the spaghetti-thin straps of her flimsy, translucent leotard..giving Johnny unrestricted freedom over the large brown mounds of her amazing chest. Johnny slowly lowered his athletic muscular frame next to the curvaceous and muscular brown body of the beauteous Guyanese superwoman.

"Ohhhhh....that feels...soo..good...Mmmmmm..." sighed Kim as she felt Johnny's right hand glide over her breasts..his fingers gently stroking her puffy black nipples and areolas..slowly teasing them into hardness. He leaned in and kissed her on the lips again..ending all conversation for the rest of the night. Distracted by the touch of he man's hands over her broad chest...Ocelot Woman's super-powered nipples were unable to detect the presence of any evil taking place in Guyana. She had no idea about the hired mercenaries who were plotting to assassinate the political foe of Surinamese dictator General Quesi Wouterse on the Silver Bullet express train.

Ocelot Woman was equally oblivious..to activity taking place at the train staton in Linden where the Japanese train was located for the start of its trial run. Crates were being loaded on to the train at strategic locations. The local security guards on duty did not question the workers from the train's owners..the Japan Railways Group...believing what they were doing to be perfectly legitimate. Hidden in the shadows of the railway station..a man in a business suit supervised the loading of these crates. They formed a critical part of his own agenda which he was determined to carry out.

24 hours later.
Hyatt Regency, Georgetown. 11 am.

The ballroom of the hotel was filled with members of the print and electronic media for a news conference to announce the inaugural run of the Shinkansen 700T express train aka the Silver Bullet to usher in a new era of high speed transportation in Guyana. Chairing the news conference was the president of the local subsidiary of the Japan Railways Group..businessman Shinji Tanaka..and his Guyanese business partner Stuart Goddard..son of former government senator Henry Goddard...a close ally of the late Guyanese business magnate Bill Wilkins..who was secretly a neo-Nazi who led one of the largest crime syndicates in Guyana. Amongst the gathering of reporters..this fact was well known to Stabroek News investigative journalist Kim Parmasar...both in her roles as a journalist and as the buxom masked super heroine...OCELOT WOMAN.

However Tanaka and Goddard were not there to talk about the past..but the future...as the conference began. This was evident by the presence of the silver-haired Surinamese politician...Dr Walter Rooney who was seated between them at the head table. "The Silver Bullet..ladies and gentlemen of the press..it will usher in a new dawn in transportation in this great country of Guyana..."declared Tanaka as he gestured towards a model of the train which stretched across the table in front of him. "The Japan Railways Group in collaboration with Wilkins Holdings..is pleased to introduce this revolutionary form of transportation to Guyana..the Silver Bullet shall undertake its first trial run in two days time from Linden to Isherton...a normal train journey which takes days shall now take mere hours.." explained Tanaka as the reporters took notes and cameras' flashed.

"Wilkins Holdings is equally pleased to partner in this venture...We know that the late founder of our company..Mr Bill Wilkins had a somewhat dubious past...but we want to assure the public that the operations of this company are completely transparent and above board...This new project will usher in unprecedented prosperity into Guyana...through the creation of new jobs and new business opportunities for joint ventures to bring in similar trains to operate in Guyana..." boasted Goddard. Then it was Rooney's turn to make his statement.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the press..I'm honoured to be in the presence of such forward thinking men..who advocate change..change which I hope to bring to Suriname through my country's first ever democratic general elections...under my new government..Suriname's people will prosper through marvels such as this train..which I intend to introduce in my country..and that is why I shall be a passenger on the Silver Bullet's maiden trip..along with friends who share the common cause of democracy in Suriname..."declared Rooney and a group of his followers who were in the audience applauded loudly.

"Aren't you concerned about being a target for General Wouterse?...He's put a death sentence on you should you ever attempt to return to Suriname?" asked Kim as she started off the question and answer session of the news conference. "Some things are worth the risk Miss Parmasar...I must add at this point that I am a great admirer of your work...I would invite you to be a special guest on board the Silver Bullet...so that we may continue this conversation...all security precautions will be taken of course..that is why the Guyana government and the US Embassy have kindly consented to assign a special bodyguard contingent led by Detective Karl Misawa.." replied Rooney. Misawa was a former NYPD cop who came to Guyana in pursuit of Bill Wilkins and remained here after his demise..largely due to his attraction to Ocelot Woman.

As the news conference continued and more questions were asked of the three men...Johnny Chan grinned as he took his pictures. The look on the other reporters' faces was priceless after they were all rejected over Kim to travel on the train. "Kim will get the story exclusively..and Ocelot Woman will be there to stop anybody from harming Rooney.." thought the ace photographer as he took his photos. Johnny momentarily froze as he saw an image appear in his frame as he took a picture of Rooney talking. A fleeting glance of a face from his past...one which he never thought he'd see again. Johnny had no idea how long he stayed that way..until he felt Kim's right hand on his left shoulder. "Johnny?..Is everything all right?" asked the beauteous lady journalist as she stepped up behind her boyfriend and partner.

"Huh?...Kim.." said a surprised Johnny. "Were you expecting someone else lover?...Come one..news conference's over..We have to get back to the office..." whispered Kim into his left ear..stealing a second while everyone else was preoccupied..to plant a kiss on his left cheek. As Kim and Johnny left the hotel and got into a taxi to take them back to the Stabroek News building..they did not see a figure watching them from the shadows outside of the hotel. The figure seemingly taking a special interest in Johnny...as the taxi cab drove away. Also watching was Big Jim Brogan..leader of the pack of assassins hired by General Wouterse to kill Walter Rooney. Concealed in a copy of the day's edition of the Stabroek News..Brogan had a photo of Kim. "The intel we got says that lady's got close ties to the Ocelot Woman..if she's gonna be on the train..she could be a threat..." thought Brogan as he got up from the bench he was sitting on and disappeared into the crowd of passers-by outside of the Hyatt Regency.

Georgetown, Guyana. 11 pm

Johnny Chan lay awake in bed...gazing upon his girlfriend Kim Parmasar who lay asleep next to him. She lay on her back..her right arm curled around her pillow..her shoulder length black hair loose...the covers reaching just under her exposed breasts..which rose and fell gently as she slept peacefully. Johnny was glad she was there..and that her sexy, super-powered alter-ego Ocelot Woman was not needed anywhere tonight.However there were other thoughts lingering in his mind as he gazed upon her sleeping form. Johnny thought back to the news conference earlier in the day...about the image which appeared in his camera lens as he took a picture. "There's no way..I mean..it's just not possible.." thought Johnny as he tried to make sense out of what he saw..or thought he saw.

In his mind's eye...he could see that face..a face he'd never thought he'd see again..looking straight at him while the news conference in the Hyatt was going on. While his experience as a photographer told him that pictures don't lie...the image which Johnny saw all too briefly in his camera sights earlier in the day was putting that theory to the test. The matter became even more complicated with Kim proposing to him and his agreeing to marry her. Johnny knew Kim well enough to know that having shared her most innermost secret with him...her secret identity as Ocelot Woman...he could not break her heart and delve back into a past which he thought he had put behind him years ago.

His thoughts were interrupted by Kim's left hand touching the middle of his back. "Johnny?
...Are you all right?...Is something wrong?" asked Kim with concern in her voice. Johnny eased himself back down on to the bed..slipped..under the covers and turned to face his girlfriend. "Just a bad dream that's all.." replied Johnny as he brushed back a loose strand of hair which had fallen across Kim's forehead. "You don't have to be worried about not being able to come on the Silver Bullet with me...the security arrangements around Rooney and the other guests are really tight..I guess Karl doesn't want to take any chances with Rooney's safety...and you know I can take care of myself.." said Kim.

"Yeah..I know..." replied Johnny as he leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Kim snuggled close to Johnny..her naked breasts brushing against his flat chest. Her brown eyes closing slowly as she drifted off to sleep again.Johnny eventually fell asleep too..but with images of the past floating around in his mind.

48 hours later.
Linden, Guyana. Noon.

As final checks were made on the sleek Silver Bullet express train prior to its departure from the train station...exiled Surinamese politician Walter Rooney arrived there under heavy police guard...coordinated by Detective Karl Misawa. Stabroek News ace photographer Johnny Chan was in the thick of the mix..snapping photos as Rooney was escorted on to the train..followed by the other persons who had been carefully screened to be passengers on the inaugural trip of the Silver Bullet. They included prominent members of Guyana's business community..government officials and civil society. After taking his photos...Johnny shouldered his camera and walked over to where his girlfriend..Stabroek News investigative journalist Kim Parmasar was standing on the platform..watching Rooney as he arrived.

"Are you sure you're all right Johnny?" asked Kim as he picked up her suitcase and they walked towards the train. "Yeah I'm fine Kim...Why do you ask?" replied Johnny. "I don't know..it's just you seemed a little distracted..last night at home..and at the news conference two days ago..Are you feeling pressured?...I know what I said is a lot to absorb.." said Kim before Johnny placed a finger on her lips. "Don't worry babe...You know I love you..."said Johnny. "Yes...and I love you..so very much..." replied Kim as she hugged him. "Then that's all we need to know...I'll be here waiting when you come back..." said Johnny before he planted a quick kiss on her lips.

From a window on the passenger car where Rooney was staying..Detective Misawa couldn't help but feel a little jealous. The New York cop knew Johnny and Kim were close..and he wished that he could have had that kind of closeness with the buxom Guyanese Amazon..Ocelot Woman. In fact..it was his infatuation with her that prompted him to stay on in Guyana as a special security liasion to the US Embassy there. Misawa had no idea that Kim Parmasar and Ocelot Woman were one and the same. He turned his attention back into the compartment as Rooney and some of the other passengers settled in for the train's departure. Kim meanwhile gave Johnny a quick kiss on his lips as she boarded another car on the train.

"Try and stay out of trouble handsome..." quipped Kim with a smile. "Hey you know me..." replied Johnny with one of his trademark grins that always made her blush. Kim smiled as she looked back at him for one final time before entering the car and a conductor sealing the door behind her. Johnny stood on the platform as the Silver Bullet slowly pulled out of the station to the cheers of the crowd that had gathered to see it off. The train gradually increased its speed as it left the station and once in the clear open tracks..it shot off like a silver blur..heading southward through the rugged interior of Guyana.

As he left the train station..Johnny's mind turned to the strange images that he had seen over the last few days. He didn't like keeping secrets from Kim..and it was difficult given her abilities as Ocelot Woman to sense evil and danger. "I have to get to the bottom of this...one way or the other.." he resolved. However wrapped up in his own personal thoughts...Johnny did not notice the brooding figure of mercenary Big Jim Brogan lurking in a nearby alley. Pulling out his walkie-talkie...Brogan issued a call to the other members of his pack. "Green light..Green light...Mission is a go..Execute as planned.." he said.

Berbice region, southwest Guyana.
5 pm.

The journey south through the interior was uneventful as the Silver Bullet streaked swiftly along the iron railway tracks. Stabroek News journalist Kim Parmasar sat in the executive car of the Silver Bullet directly across from Walter Rooney as she interviewed him for an exclusive report for her newspaper. Former New York police detective Karl Misawa..who had been assigned to head the security detail to protect Rooney while he was on the express train..sat close by keeping an eye on things. Elsewhere..Misawa's team of police officers and Rooney's personal bodyguards..kept guard in other parts of the train. Apart from Rooney and the high profile passengers...the Silver Bullet was carrying...it was also carrying a load of gold bullion in the vault in the mail car located towards the rear of the train...which required heightened security measures.

As she took notes of Rooney's vision for a democratic Suriname..his experiences in exile and how Guyana could help his cause...Kim's mind was not totally on the story. Her mind was thousands of miles away back in Georgetown...with Johnny Chan. While there was nothing she could put her finger on...Kim sensed that something was wrong with the man she loved..that something was troubling him and he couldn't bring himself to tell her what that was. "Uh..perhaps we can continue the rest of our interview a little later..it's been a long day" said Kim with a smile as she switched off her tape recorder and stopped writing in her notepad. "Indeed Miss Parmasar...I believe you're right that we adjourn for this evening.. Perhaps..I shall see you at dinner?" asked Rooney. "Actually...I'm feeling a little tired..I think I'll have an early night..Good night Mr Rooney.." replied Kim as she got up from her seat. "Good evening Miss Parmasar.." replied the Surinamese politician.

"Everything all right Kim?" asked Misawa with concern in his voice as she walked past him.
"Nothing a good night's sleep wouldn't cure Detective...Let's hope the remainder of this trip is as uneventful as it is now.." replied Kim. "I'm okay with that...have a good night..." said Karl as he watched her leave the executive car..heading back to her cabin on the train. He silently admired the way the curves of her shapely body were highlighted when she walked.
..almost as impressive as body of the beauteous Ocelot Woman. "Chan is a lucky guy.." thought Karl before he returned his mind to his job.

"We'd best be moving on to the dinning car Mr Rooney...Don't want to keep your new friends waiting.." said Karl. "Lead the way Detective..I'm in your capable hands.." said Rooney as he stood up and was escorted out of the executive car by Karl and two other policer officers. As they made their way to the dinning car...they passed hired mercenary William WhiteEagle...
alias Warpath who had managed to slip on board the train under the guise of a conductor.
Once they were out of earshot..Warpath communicated with his two partners who had also managed to elude the security screening of train personnel and also get aboard the train.
"The target is moving to the dinner car...along with the other VIPs..he'll be there for hours.. the boss says we need to deal with that reporter chick first..she could have connections to the Ocelot Woman.. Out.."whispered Warpath.

Elsewhere on board the Silver Bullet..Kim Parmasar was in her suite..typing up the first part of her interview with Walter Rooney on her laptop. She had changed from her business suit into a more comfortable...flimsy red slik night dress..with spaghetti-thin shoulder straps..that highlighted some of her curvaceous body which her normal attire concealed. Her shoulder length black hair tied into a thick pony tail. As she emailed the story to her editor-in-chief at the Stabroek News..Bruce Kandivas...the beauteous lady journalist's mind again cast on her boyfriend Johnny Chan. "Johnny seemed so distracted...What is he not telling me?...Is he having second thoughts about us...since I asked him to marry me?" wondered Kim.

Wrapped up in her own thoughts...Kim did not detect the tingling of her famed Ocelot Nipples under her night dress..warning her of imminent danger. "We'll still have cell phone reception until we reach closer to Isherton..maybe I should give Johnny a call and.."

said Kim as she reached into her handbag for her cell phone. Suddenly a thick white cloth was firmly clamped over her nose and mouth and she felt a strong arm wrap around her flat abdomen. "Mmmmhhh!!!!..Mmmmmhhhh!!!!..Mmmmmhhhhh!!!!" screamed Kim into the cloth..her brown eyes wide open in alarm...arms and legs flailing wildly in the air as her attacker lifted up from behind the table she was sitting at. A few deep breaths into the cloth..alerted her to what was going on.



"Uuuhhhh...the cloth...it's soaked in..in..CHLOROFORM...getting..dizzy..getting..sleepy..must

get free...to..change..to..Ocelot Woman..." moaned Kim into the cloth as she wriggled frantically in the steely grips of her unknown attacker. "Calm yourself woman...Be still.." snarled the mercenary Pierre "the Whip" Martel..who was dressed in the uniform of a waiter as he used his left hand to keep the chloroform-soaked cloth securely over Kim's nose and mouth. With his free right hand..Martel slipped it under Kim's flimsy dress..locating the shapely mounds of her chest. "No...Ooohhhh..my Ocelot Nipples...a man's hand..touching them...they are getting...so...hhh..hhh..hhh..aaa..aaa..rrr...ddd...impossible..to think...I..I'm

..getting..weak..chloroform..getting stronger...cannot..fight..it..." sighed Kim as the struggles of her shapely body slowed in the grips of the Frenchman Martel.



"That's right woman...give in to the chloroform...it is making you tired..too tired to stay awake..sleep..sleep..sleep..." whispered Martel into Kim's left ear as he slowly lowered her down to the floor. He kept the chloroform cloth in place with his left hand while fondling the puffy black nipples and areolas which capped the summit's of Kim's big brown breasts which became as hard as concrete. "Yes..Uuuhhhhhhhh..." agreed the beautiful lady journalist as the cloth was briefly removed from her nose and mouth. Her brown eyes rolled up into her head..slowly closing as her head rolled against her left shoulder and she faded into unconsciousness.



To be continued.

Really great story, especially with sharing more about Ocelot Woman's powers. Can't wait to read more.