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| Author: | BC [ Tue Apr 03, 2012 11:39 pm ] |
| Post subject: | New Ocelot Woman in New York Story 4 |
New Ocelot Woman in New York Story 4 Columbus Park, New York 9.30 pm Under a star-filled night sky with a full moon on a cool wintery evening in New York City...Karl Misawa stood with his hands raised in the air...his muscular, athletic frame..shielding his friend/date Christie Lee as they were confronted by a quartet of men who were wearing ski masks and were armed with guns. As he stood there trying to figure out what was going on and how to get Christie and himself out of this...the former New York City police detective...who had returned to his hometown after an absence of four years...could not help but think that something seemed amiss with this predicament which he and the younger sibling of his deceased partner had found themselves in. "Karl..." said Christie and he could hear the concern in her voice. "It's all right Christie..It's going to be all right..." he assured her. Standing with his back to Christie Lee...Karl did not see the expression on the face of the younger sibling of his former partner. Christie knew she had to do something..she wanted to do something...but Karl's presence..for--d her to exercise restraint and wait for the right opportunity to act. She only hoped it would be before anything dire happened to either Karl Misawa..who she had feelings for. Unaware of what Christie Lee was pondering...Karl's protective instincts, feelings for Christie and training as a cop..kicked in...as he tried to draw her out of the line of fire which they had somehow been drawn into by these masked hoodlums who curiously knew who he was..despite the fact he had been away from New York City for four years. Little did he know that Christie realised he was planning to act...and was making plans to do the same..as the men got closer. "It ain't gonna be all right bitch...We can't have any loose ends...We'll deal with you after we deal with Misawa!" snarled one of the armed thugs at the quartet closed in on them. "You got real bad luck when it comes to women Misawa!...They all just seem to keep dying around ya!" mocked another one of the thugs. Those words triggered a chain of events within the deepest recesses of Karl's mind...opening the floodgate..releasing a torrent of memories. Images of Sandra Lee filled his mind. In his mind's eye...he saw her as she lay dying in his arms..having taken a bullet from Bill Wilkins that was meant for him. Even now..Karl remembered her reaching up to touch his face with her right hand..as she tried to tell him something. However her words were drowned out by the rage he felt as she slipped away from him..forever. "Run Christie!!..Run!!" yelled Karl as he suddenly exploded into action..driving his right fist solidly into the face of the thug closest to him and then hurling himself at another one..as the first thug went sprawling along the ground. Christie Lee did as Karl told her...jumping over the bench and running away as he engaged the masked thugs. Out of the corner of his right eye...Karl saw her leaving and was relieved to know that his sacrifice would allow her to escape unharmed. It was the last thing on his mind before he felt a pistol butt smash against the back of his head. "Uhhh!!" groaned the former New York City cop as he fell to the ground unconscious. One thug was taking aim at the fleeing Christie Lee with his silencer tipped pistol but was stopped by one of his partners before he could shoot. "Let the bitch go!..She can't do anything to us!..Get Misawa in the van...The boss wants to have a word with him!" said another masked thug as two others dragged the unconscious Karl Misawa away. 24 hours later. Pierre Hotel, Manhattan New York. 10 am. Kim Parmasar and Johnny Chan conferred by tele-conference with their boss..Stabroek News Editor-in-Chief Bruce Kandivas from the privacy of their hotel suite. Seated in his office in the Stabroek News building in Georgetown, Guyana..thousands of miles away...Bruce listened intently to Kim..the paper's top investigative journalist..as she related the events which had transpired while she was in New York City with Johnny..her newlywed husband..and longtime partner at the Stabroek News. Johnny listened as Kim related the attack at the hotel..the attempt to kidnap Fabian Thorne Price...the role of Ocelot Woman to rescue Fabian..the presence of Neo Nazi criminals Werner and Reinhard in New York...and the sexy Amazon of Guyana's interaction with Fabian's father...Guyanese born American billionaire industrialist...Gunther Thorne Price. Johnny smiled as he listened to Kim outline the events to Bruce over the phone. Long before they had been married...Johnny had admired and respected Kim's skill as an investigative journalist to get to the bottom of whatever story she was doing. However that respect and admiration had trebled since he knew that his wife also put herself on the line to battle evil in all its manifestations as the Ocelot Woman. That was one of several details which Kim chose not to mention to their boss and friend. The others included her being tasered into unconsciousness in Central Park by New York police officers who were on Gunther's payroll and his son Fabian..who for some reason irritated her husband...feeling up her big brown breasts while she was in a groggy state in his father's penthouse apartment. "This is all very interesting Kim...I know that you and Johnny are on your own time up there in New York..but it looks like you two..and Ocelot Woman have found yourselves in the middle of what could be a major story...Gunther Thorne Price does not give interviews to any media organisation in any part of the world...However it looks like Ocelot Woman has made quite an impression on him after saving his son's life...I'd like you and Johnny touse that avenue she gave you to investigate these threats against Thorne Price and his corporate empire...find out what Bill Wilkins' former bodyguards role is in all of this...I know this is asking a bit of you both..." said Bruce. " "Don't worry Bruce...You know you can count on Johnny and I..as well as Ocelot Woman to get to the bottom of this..." replied Kim as she looked at her husband who nodded in agreement. "All right...Keep in touch as regularly as you can..but be careful..a man like Gunther Thorne Price has powerful friends and powerful enemies as well...Remember as well that you're a long way from home..and the rules of engagement in New York are different than in Guyana....." said Bruce with a hint of caution in his voice. "We'll be careful Bruce...Bye for now.." replied Kim as she ended the call and looked at Johnny. "Okay..Johnny...You've had something on your mind...You want to tell me what it is?" asked Kim as she stood up and assumed her heroine pose before him. Hands on her hips..her legs slightly apart..feet flat on the floor and her ample bust pushed forward. Even wearing her baggy white turtleneck sweater..bluejeans and flat shoes... standing in the way she did when she was Ocelot Woman...Johnny still found it difficult to keep his eyes off her body. "Huh?...What're you talking about honey?" asked Johnny innocently. "You know what I'm talking about lover...I know you'd never hesitate in front of Bruce...but I don't need my Ocelot Nipples to know when something's bothering you...What is it?" asked Kim. "Can't hide anything from you can I?" quipped Johnny. "That's what you get when you're married to a superheroine.." teased Kim as she closed the gap between them and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Tell me what's troubling you handsome.." said Kim to her husband and partner as she leaned in and planted a light kiss on his lips. "Bruce said out loud what I was thinking in my mind...You know I respect your identity as Ocelot Woman and what you do when you're her...I know you want to get Werner and Reinhard back behind bars...but they could just be the tip of the iceberg in this story we've landed in..plus you were gone a long time after that gas attack...You want to tell me what happened?" asked Johnny. Kim faced a dilemma as she looked into the brown eyes of her concerned husband. On the one hand she believed in honesty. Both as a superheroine and because she loved and respected Johnny so much. However..recalling how she was knocked unconscious by New York police officers who were obviously on the payrol of billionaire industrialist Gunther Thorne Price..and then had her big brown Ocelot Breasts fondled by his son while she was still groggy from the cops' tazer guns and the clubbing behind her head...Kim saw no need to alarm Johnny unnecessarily. "Werner and Reinhard are on the loose in New York...they know my breasts are my weakness as Ocelot Woman and have probably spread the word to their criminal associates in the city...I'll be doubly cautious from now on...I won't get caught off guard a second time..." thought Kim as she looked at her husband..contemplating what she should tell him She could tell Johnny was already worried enough about her. No reason for her to get him more worried than he already was. Besides..Kim was in no mood for a lecture. She wanted to spend a nice time together with him as much as possible and another disscussion about her not being careful enough would simply spoil the evening ahead of them. Knowing they would soon be involved closely in Gunther's activities...and there was a good possibility she would have to change into Ocelot Woman to either investigate things or battle the Black Tiger triad which had targeted him...Kim also knew she could'nt function well as a journalist or a superheroine..if she was always worried about Johnny being hurt or being taken hostage. A partial truth...Kim reasoned..was probably the best way to go...particularly as she could tell Johnny was strating to get impatient. "Oh nothing out of the ordinary lover...I chased Werner and Reinhard into Central Park...battled some local gangsters they were in league with...they managed to escape..leaving Fabian behind...the police showed up..they escorted Fabian and I to his father's apartment...Gunther told me about threats against his life by a powerful Chinese triad called the Black Tigers...asked for my help...I agreed on condition that we get to do an exclusive story on him and these threats against his corporate empire..." replied Kim. She looked at her husband react the way she expected when she mentioned Fabian's name..and hoped Johnny didn't see through her story. The sound of his rival's name was enough to make Johnny snort in disgust as his superheroine spouse completed her story. "Unbelievable!!..Couldn't this rich cocky buffoon take care of himself ?!..Isn't that why these rich brats have bodyguards they pay for?!" snapped Johnny as he removed her arms from around his neck..stepped back. Kim could tell Johnny was angry and she had struck a nerve. Though she never liked seeing Johnny angry..and never wanted to be the cause of his anger...Kim knew this was a necessary strategy in order to keep him from finding out how she had been rendered unconscious earlier and had her big brown breasts abused by Fabian. "Johnny!..I'm surprised at you!...When justice matters... there must never be a difference between rich and poor...as Ocelot Woman..you know it's my duty to help wherever I can...Whoever the victim is...I've never seen this side of you before!" quipped Kim. "Kim...You don't..." began Johnny before Kim interrupted him. "Yes..You're right I don't understand why my husband is acting like this...in case you didn't know...one of the reasons why I love you is because I always thought of you as an idealist...who wanted to get rid of injustice...whatever form it takes...This isn't you...I know it's got something to do with Fabian Thorne Price...Maybe you should tell me what he did to hurt you all those years ago...Help me understand where your pain and bad feelings towards him come from..." said Kim as she stepped closer to Johnny..silently hoping her strategy would pay off. "Another time Kim...I'm sorry honey...You're right...I shouldn't let him get to me like this...not when my beautiful wife is standing right in front of me..safe and sound...Are you sure you're okay Kim?...Your silence made me think that something went wrong when you were chasing those Neo Nazi scum as Ocelot Woman...." said Johnny. "Really?" asked Kim innocently. "I always worry about you when you're Ocelot Woman...knowing how easy it is for crooks to put your lights out when they touch your Ocelot Breasts...Was it a clean rescue?...Nobody touched your breasts...knocked you unconscious?...I was worried that might have happened....You didn't get into any trouble at all?" asked Johnny. Kim was starting to find it difficult to look the man she loved in his eyes and tell him nothing happened. Though she'd get a lecture from Johnny..she also knew that it was only because he loved her so much..and wanted to protect her..despite not having any super powers. "Don't worry Johnny...I'm safe and I'm here with you now...Why not tell me what happened between you and Fabian?" asked Kim as she closed the gap between herself and her husband. "Another time Kim... You're sure you told me everything there was?..You know if someone had done something to your Ocelot Breasts...knocked you out....I'd never hold it against you.." said Johnny who couldn't shake the feeling his superheroine wife didn't want to tell him the reason why she took so long to come back to the hotel was because she had been unconscious for a lot of that time. Kim knew Johnny was on that path..and as much as she appreciated his concern for her safety...she knew there was only one way to escape from this awkward situation. She grabbed Johnny's hands and placed them on her breasts. "Mr Chan...Are you talking about my Ocelot Breasts again? You men are all the same...You're only focussed on one thing...Aren't you tired of talking about them?..Isn't touching them more interesting?" asked Kim rhetorically. Johnny felt the firmness of his wife's well rounded breasts under her shirt...and pictured how much larger and more beautiful they were when she was Ocelot Woman. His mind became clouded with desire as he envisioned her famous puffy black nipples and areolas which capped their summits. Though she had only been gone for a couple of hours...Johnny missed her badly. There was nothing more he liked than touching her..all over her body...all day long. Just the two of them...Ocelot Woman taking a backseat for the time being. Nothing else mattered to Johnny at this point. "Yeah..." replied Johnny. Smiling at his response...Kim took it a step further..unbuttoning the two top buttons of her shirt..exposing her deep cleavage to him...a cleavage which was more well defined when she was Ocelot Woman. It was a scientific fact that women's breasts emmit pheromones to attract men. Kim's superheroine cleavage... the source of her powers as the sexy Amazon of Guyana..had more of them than the average woman. She just knew Johnny would be helpless to resist her. She pushed his head deeper into the gap between her two breasts while carressing the back of his head. "Do you enjoy this my sweet husband? I know you want this... You wanted this all day..." said Kim in a seductive voice as Johnny kissed her between her big brown breasts. "Mmm..Hmm" replied Johnny. "I know...I saw you look at me during the reception. I know you men think of sex day and night...Don't worry..I wanted you too all day...We don't have to start on this story right now... What do you say...?" asked Kim. Johnny said nothing..but let his actions speak for themselves. He picked up his wife in his arms kissing her passionately as he took her into the bedroom of their hotel suite. Laying her gently on to the bed...Johnny took off his shirt..revealing his lean,muscular upper torso. His hands reached for his wife's shirt..undoing the remainder of the buttons and pulling it off her upper body..to expose her big brown breasts...which were not constrained by a bra. "Ooooh...Be gentle with my Ocelot Nipples lover...You don't want to accidentally knock me out...then we won't have any fun..." teased Kim as she felt Johnny's thumbs..gently caress her puffy black nipples and areolas which crowned the summits of her big brown breasts. "Of course...Thorne Price can wait..We'll see him at his regatta tomorrow..In the meantime...This is our honeymoon too..." replied Johnny with a smile..as no further words were spoken between the newlyweds. Madison Street, New York. 7 pm. In her modest apartment in Chinatown...private investigator Christie Lee knew that time was not on the side of Karl Misawa...the partner of her deceased older sister Sandra. Wearing nothing except flimsy red silk panties...the 20 year old Chinese American beauty reflected upon the events which had transpired in the last 24 hours..when she was having a good time with Karl..who she silently had feelings for. Their reunion and Christie taking it to the next level was crudely interrupted by some masked hoodlums who seemed to have some beef with Karl. Could they have been some old enemies from his past who had heard he had returned to New York and now it was payback time? Whatever the reason...they had not considered Christie Lee a threat..and let her get away...kidnapping Karl. "Karl's is real trouble...and going to the police is not an option for me...It's time Christie Lee steps back and let someone else take over..." resolved the female private eye as she sauntered into her bedroom...her small but pert bronze breasts swaying sexily from side to side as she strolled to her wardrobe and opened a secret compartment. Christie slid her panties down her toned thighs and calves..exposing the well trimmed patch of black pubic hair between her thighs. Reaching into the compartment...the young woman pulled out a costume which once belonged to her older sister. It was a black kevlar lined body suit and Christie slipped it on..such that it hugged ever curve of her body. She slipped black bands on to each of her wrists and black bands just above her ankles. Her hands were covered by her suit's fabric but her feet..with her toenails painted black..were visible through translucent stockings which were fireproof. She wore a black belt...with several compartments...around her small, shapely waist. Using clips to secure her short black hair atop her head and against her neck...Christie slipped the cowl of her suit over the top of her head..leaving only the lower part of her nose and her lips exposed. Her brown eyes were hidden behind the white slits of her mask. The finishing touch was the application of black lipstick to her lips. In between her small but well rounded breasts..rested the insignia of a roaring red dragon. "If anyone's hurt Karl Misawa...They'll answer to... THE RED DRAGON!!!" declared the mysterious Maiden of the Martial Arts. To be continued. |
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