Yellow Cat and The Black Syrian 4



Barracks Race Track

Kingston, Jamaica

2 pm



STANLEY WONG...newly hired consultant to Jamaican billionaire industrialist GORDON GOODNITE...using the specialist skills which he kept off his resume and in another lifetime...followed the trail of his new boss' daughter...LARA GOODNITE...to the stables at the race track. Gordon had assigned him to escort Lara to the track...where he was hosting his special guest...Qatari billionaire SAMUEL HABIB...who was interested in investing in the Caribbean island...and partnering with Goodnite Enterprises. Though he had done a lot of background work on the significant holdings of his new employer...nothing prepared Stanley for the assignment that was Gordon's 43 year old daughter and the sole heiress to his estate.



Checking his watch...Stanley new the feature race was coming up soon...and he had to get Lara to her father's VIP Box in time...otherwise...his job and stay in Jamaica would be over before they had begun. He had only time to know some of the basics about the boss's daughter. She was arguably the most beautiful woman on the island...a former beauty queen and swimsuit model in her younger years. She was also a black belt in karate and had a phD in criminology...making her one of the top in her field in Jamaica...devoting her time to the pursuit of justice rather than simply being content to live the life of a spoilt rich girl. However it was her fierce independence and stubbornness which had Gordon at his wits end...trying to get her to settle down...find a man and have a family...

that caused him to give Stanley this job.



"Damn it Lara...You're going to get me fired...Where the hell are you?" thought Stanley as he walked along the row of stables...which were empty as the horses for the Kingston Derby were already headed for the track. His mind flashed back to Lara greeting him at the front door of her townhouse...her curvy brown body...especially her shapely brown breasts...and her immaculately trimmed pubic hair between her large thighs...revealed to him...and how all he could think about was wanting to have this woman. A stinging slap brought him back to reality and made him understand why many of the eligible bachelors in Jamaica avoided Lara Goodnite the way they did. He remembered how she stormed off on him after he chided her for being abrasive towards a teenage stable boy who meant no harm when he offered to wash her Porsche sports cat for some extra money.



"Time's getting close for the race...and Lara's certain to sell me out to her father over all of this...Have to find her and fast before..." thought Stanley. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the sounds of voices coming from the stall at the end of the stables...which he was told was where Gordon's prized stallion Crystal Stream was kept. "What the hell?" thought Stanley as he quickened his pace towards the stall...hearing the sounds of what seemed to be...a woman in trouble. He was not wrong...as this was exactly what was happening to Lara Goodnite in her super sexy alter ego of the famous Superwoman of Jamaica...YELLOW CAT...as teenager JIMMY JONES...rolled a large ball of catnip over the summits of her naked mountainous brown breasts...making her colossal cocoa nipples hard and erect.


"Uuuuuuuuuh...You are making my Super Nipples so hard little boy...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...They are the source of my cat powers...cat strength...cat speed...cat senses...cat reflexes...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...You are getting me good...with catnip...put it on my Super Breasts...especially...my Super Nipples...I will let you tame me

...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...feel so stupid...will pass out any second..." moaned Yellow Cat with a dopey smile on her beautiful face...covered by a yellow cowl mask...with cat's ears on top...revealing only the lower part of her nose and all of her full red lips...that were stretched into a stupid smile as she was lulled into a deep stupor of sex and sleep by the simple act of rubbing a ball of catnip over each of her hard and erect colossal cocoa nipples.



"Criminals are escaping with Daddy's racehorse...Have to stop them...but...catnip is so strong...cannot believe...it is making think about...about Stanley Wong...making me want...to have sex with him...My Super Nipples are so hard...feel pressure building inside my Super Cunt...Must not cum...or I will be knocked out for hours...Anyone could unmask me while I am unconscious..." thought Lara as she fought a losing battle to keep her erotic urges suppressed. However Jimmy Jones was enjoying the best moment of his young life...having been given a bonus by the men who were stealing Gordon Goodnite's racehorse...to play with the famous Jamaican Amazon...who he had many wet dreams about.



"Cool ting...Now you gonna tell me who you is...under de mask" said Jimmy as he rolled the large ball of catnip back and forth...over each of Lara's enlarged and excited nipples in turn. "Uuuuuuh...I cannot tell you that...My identity has stay secret...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...so I can fight crime...save innocent people...Uuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuh" moaned Yellow Cat...her eyelids getting heavier in the slits of her cowl mask...her naked mountainous brown breasts heaving slowly up and down before her teenage captor...tension etched on her beautiful face as she struggled to resist the power of the catnip. "Uuuuuh...An orgasm...I am feeling one coming on...Stanley Wong...want him..need him...No...have to resist...Uuuuuuh...Uuuuuuh" thought Lara...as she felt pressure growing between her large thighs.



Within seconds of what would have been her first ever orgasm...Stanley Wong...entered the stall...and was shocked to see the teenage stable boy erotically torturing an adult woman...who was clad in a yellow feline mask...and a thin yellow panty...belt around her small curvy waist. "Hey!!" yelled Stanley...forcing Jimmy to bolt out the rear of the stall...the ball of catnip lodged between the massive mounds of the naked woman's chest. She looked in his direction with dreamy brown eyes in the slits of her mask...her muscular arms flung past her head...her long muscular legs spread wide open below her small curvy waist...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with golden and razor sharp toenails...clutching at the hay covered floor.



"Stanley Wong....Take me...Take me now...I am all yours...want you...need you..." moaned Yellow Cat as she looked at the Chinese man standing over her...replaying the first moment she saw him as Lara Goodnite...wearing only a loose bathrobe...when he came to the front door of her townhouse. She remembered him standing in awe...and fantasised about his hands touching her all over her naked body...especially her awesome chest and her virgin cunt. "Who is she?...She's so beautiful...What a rack...Only one that comes close is Lara Goodnite's...." thought Stanley...about to give in to her wishes. However his sense of duty kicked in...and he remembered he had to find Lara before the start of the Kingston Derby.



Thinking quickly...Stanley picked up a bucket of cold water...and doused the topless Jamaican Amazon with it. "Ohhhh!!" cried Yellow Cat in surprise as the cold water made contact with her naked chest....and washed away the ball of catnip. It's erotic influence gone...the colossal cocoa nipples atop the massive mounds of her naked chest...rapidly became soft...restoring both her super powers and her senses. Lara was livid to see Stanley standing over her....gazing upon her naked enhanced breasts...as Yellow Cat. "How dare you look at my breasts Stanley Wong!" cried Lara as she thrust her muscular right leg in his direction. "Uhh!!" groaned Stanley as he tasted the ball of Yellow Cat's erotic right foot against his jaw...and went crashing to the floor of the stall.



Grabbing her thin yellow bra...and donning it in record time...the busty Jamaican Amazon leapt over the dazed Stanley Wong...and sprinted out of the stall. In the distance...she heard the race bugles playing...and knew the Kingston Derby was soon to start. "Have to stop those criminals from stealing Daddy's horse and get it to the race!" resolved Lara...her massive brown breasts swaying sexily from side to side under her flimsy yellow bra...her muscular arms and legs moving in tandem...her thick mane of glossy black hair trailing behind her head as she ran...receiving messages from stray cats at the racetrack about the whereabouts of Crystal Stream. The five masked men...were about to load the noble white stallion into the back of a trailer hooked to a van...when the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica caught up with them.



Realising that with the start of the Kingston Derby imminent...she did not have time to capture these masked thugs and make them pay for drugging her mountainous brown breasts earlier...Lara did the only thing she could. "Excuse me criminals!" quipped Yellow Cat as she leapt atop the back of Crystal Stream...extending her long muscular legs on either side of the stallion...driving the balls of her erotic bare feet simultaneously into the jaws of two thugs standing on either side of the stallion. "Yah!" cried Lara...prodding Crystal Stream's sides with the balls of her erotic bare feet...as she rode away from the thugs and towards the track. Realising they had failed and knowing what their fate would be...the thugs discarded their masks and fled.



Back inside his VIP Box....Gordon Goodnite and his special guest Samuel Habib...as well as the other guests were taking their seats as the horses were placed inside the starting gates. Gordon was so preoccupied about his daughter Lara not being there...that he completely missed the fact that his racehorse was not at the starting line. The crowds cheered and the ground shook with the thunderous sound of horses' hooves as the Goodnite Stakes got underway. Samuel Habib...70 year old Arab man with jet black hair...moustache and beard...smiled to himself as a nervous looking Gordon Goodnite sat down beside him to watch the race.



Habib had black stallion named Damascus in the derby and it had already forged into the lead...with its jockey ...well known playboy businessman Lancelot Holder whipping him furiously to keep him ahead of the pack. The Qatari businessman knew that with Crystal Stream not in the race..victory and the million dollar cash prize where his to claim. However his dreams of victory was shattered as the crowds roared in surprise...as a development was taking place on the track. Habib's date...Iris Mecca...a female socialite of dubious repute...and the mother of Lancelot Holder...was the first person inside the box to take notice. ""Samuel!..Over there!..My God!!...It's Gordon's horse...but look who's riding it!" gasped Iris... pointing towards the race track.



Habib raised his binoculars to his eyes to see a sight which had startled the thousands of people at the Barracks. The stallion Crystal Stream was rapidly making ground on the rest of the pack..but it was the horse's rider which caught all of the attention. A curvaceous , brown-skinned woman clad in nothing but a flimsy yellow bra and panties...with her identity concealed by a yellow mask with cat's ears perking up on top. "That's my horse!!..but that's not the jockey I hired!!" gasped Gordon Goodnite in amazement as Yellow Cat guided Crystal Stream through the pack of horses...until he was bearing down on Damascus. "I must not allow this to happen.." thought Habib as he watched Yellow Cat and Crystal Dream close in on Damascus and Lancelot Holder.



Keying a miniature micropohone in his left ear...Habibi spoke with Holder. "You have trouble approaching on your right side..deal with it!" whispered Habibi into his mike. Holder glanced to the right in time to see Yellow Cat pull abreast of him and was immediately mesemerised by the rhythmic swaying of her mountainous brown bust...barely contained inside of her flimsy yellow bra. Lancelot's eyes bulged in their sockets and he felt heat below his waist as he gazed upon the perfect fleshy globes of the Jamaican Amazon's awesome chest. "Deal with the woman you fool!!" whispered Habib into his mike..snapping Lancelot out of his stupor. He raised the horsewhip he was holding in his right hand to strike out at Yellow Cat.



However the Feline Fury sensed his intentions. "This is where you get off !" quipped Lara as she extended her left leg forward..the ball of her erotic left foot striking Holder straight in the jaw. "Oooffff!!!" grunted Holder as the force of the blow sent him flying off his mount..over the railing and into a huge puddle of mud. The crowds cheered as Yellow Cat rode Crystal Stream first across the finish line. The busty Jamaican Amazon promptly leapt off her mount on to a nearby roof and made her exit as the police arrived on the scene and the other racehorses crossed the line.



Back in the Goodnite Box, Gordon Goodnite was esctatic and furious at the same time. "My horse won..your horse's rider tried a foul move!" said Gordon to Habib. "I assure you sir..that I did nothing dishonorable.." countered Habib. "Dad..What's happening?..What's all the excitement about? asked Lara Goodnite as she entered the VIP Box and approached her father. Stanley Wong arrived a minute after she did and approached them. "I'll deal with you in a minute young lady..." said Gordon as he turned to Lara and then back to Habib. "I trust that you will not let what happened here today spoil our budding business relationship..?" said Habib. "No..but this matter will be reported to the Jamaican Racing Commission..we will let them decide whether young Mr Holder acted improperly or not..." replied Gordon as he calmed himself.



"That sounds reasonable...However I am curious to know who was that strange masked woman who was riding your horse?...I have never seen anyone like that..." Habibi said to Gordon. "Her name is Yellow Cat..She a super heroine who fights for truth and justice here in Jamaica..if she was here at the racetrack..there must have been some crime taking place..I've done analyses for the Ministry of National Security on her.." said Lara as she described her super-powered, sexy alter-ego to the Qatari businessman...who bowed respectfully to the daughter of his potential business partner. "I am very impressed Miss Goodnite...that a woman as beautiful as you...has such remarkable knowledge of such things" replied Habib.



"Wong...You failed to carry out your instructions to escort my daughter here on time...." began Gordon. However he was interrupted as Lara placed her right hand on his left shoulder. "No Dad...It's not Stanley Wong's fault...It's mine...I knew you had important company coming...and I needed to freshen up...I guess it took a little longer than expected...I'm sorry..." said Lara as she flashed a brief smile in Stanley's direction. Gordon listened to his daughter before turning to his new employee. "That's not a problem Miss Goodnite...I lost you in the crowd...and went looking for you..." said Stanley. "That's interesting...because I was looking for you too...Thank you for being such a gentleman Stanley Wong" replied Lara with another smile...this one longer and broader at Stanley.



Lara loved her father dearly...despite the fact that he often tried to lecture her about settling down and having a family. She never wanted to disappoint Gordon...but knew her crime fighting duties as Yellow Cat sometimes made that impossible. Stanley looked curiously at Lara...wondering why she was making excuses for him to her father. However realising there was a lot more going here...Stanley said nothing to contradict Lara Goodnite's cover story. Knowing his only daughter as he did...Gordon Goodnite...suspecting that Lara and Stanley were lying to protect each other. He was silently pleased that for the first time that Lara was taking interest in a man....even one as ordinary as his new consultant.



Habib meanwhile was greatly impressed with Lara Goodnite...for her beauty and for her boldness."Well...This has been a most enlightening day...I shall retire now to my villa..we shall discuss business later..." Congratulations Mr Goodnite...Miss Goodnite...a pleasure" said Habib...as he picked up his ivory walking stick and left in the company of two of his bodyguards....and Iris Mecca. A short time later...Habib and Mecca were leaving the racetrack in in Habibi's white Rolly Royce. "Plans did not go as expected..but the day's events were quite fruitful nonetheless.." said the Qatari businessman as he fixed himself a martini.



"What the hell do you mean?!..My son did not win the race...and was humiliated by that masked, big breasted tramp Yellow Cat!" snapped Iree. "This masked woman...could pose a threat to our plans in Jamaica...our associate in New York did tell us about her...but I did not believe such a woman existed...not until I saw her today...with my own eyes...Our plans will have to be altered to cater for this Yellow Cat.." replied Habib calmly as the luxury vehicle carried them back to the private villa in Kingston where he was staying. Back at the racetrack...Lara Goodnite and Stanley Wong walked towards Lara's parked red Porsche sportscar.



Gordon Goodnite was talking with the police about what happened to his horse's jockey and trainer..and being questioned abou the appearance of the voluptuous vigilante named Yellow Cat at the racetrack. "Nhhh.." sighed Lara..her large shapely bust heaving slightly under her orange dress as she slipped behind the wheel of her car. The effects of the blows from Crystal Stream's hooves...and the strange liquid that was rubbed on her enhanced brown breasts as Yellow Cat...still bothering her. "Is everything all right Miss Goodnite?" asked Stanley with concern in his voice. His query elicited a quizzical look from Lara Goodnite.

"I'm just a little tired Stanley Wong...There is no need for you to be worried about me.." replied Lara bluntly.



However a small part of her was silently touched at his concern. She remembered how it was Stanley who had helped to free her..after the masked criminals and the teenage stable boy they had encountered earlier had tamed her mountainous brown breasts into submission not too long ago. Turning the key in the ignition and slamming the ball of her right foot on the gas...Lara drove her Porsche..driving out of the parking lot and back towards Kingston. It was not long before they returned to Lara's townhouse in the suburb of Hope Gardens. "You can find yourself back to the city Stanley Wong!" quipped Lara as she got out of her car and started walking towards her front door..as Stanley got out of her car and started walking towards the company car that was parked outside her townhouse.



Stanley Wong said nothing...thinking Lara to be insensitive and ungrateful for him covering for her back at the racetrack. He was about to get into his car...when he heard her speak to him. "I do owe you Stanley Wong...for the excuse you gave to my father...I will take you to lunch in a couple days...Do you like Asian food?" asked Lara. "Yeah...sure" replied Stanley as he looked at her. "Good...I'll pick you up at your apartment...but if you think this means you're going to have another chance to look at my breasts and cunt again...You're wrong" snapped Lara as she opened her front door...entered her town house and slammed the door behind her. "See you then...Lara" thought Stanley as he got into his car and drove away.




Kingston waterfront

Midnight



The five thugs who had failed in their mission to kidnap the stallion Crystal Stream from the Barracks Racetrack...quivered with fear...as they stood with their hands zip cuffed behind their backs...in the middle of a warehouse surrounded by other men dressed in black...aiming automatic weapons...tipped with silencers...at them. They were grabbed earlier in the day as they tried to flee from the Racetrack...and had been brought here to face judgement. They watched as a black SUV pulled into the warehouse...and one of the men...opened the right rear door...allowing a man dressed in an immaculate white suit...his head covered by a black hood...to get out. He walked towards them...reaching under his jacket...and pulling out an unusual looking pistol.



"You have failed me...THE BLACK SYRIAN...does not tolerate failure" said the villain as he fired his pistol five times. The five thugs dropped to the floor...with shiny black darts lodged in their necks. They writhed on the floor for two seconds...before lying still...as the deadly poison in the darts...killed them within that small space of time. "Gentlemen...Our plans have changed...There is a boy who knows more than he should...I want him found...I want him killed...He is but one threat to our business here in Jamaica...There is another...a well endowed masked woman...who calls herself Yellow Cat...I want this woman found...I want her captured...and brought to me...alive" ordered the Black Syrian...before departing the way that he had come.



Two days later

Trench Town

Kingston, Jamaica

11 am



Lara Goodnite...dressed in a short white jacket...and a strapless, sleeveless white dress...that ended just above her knees...and hugged her shapely form...and open toe black suede high heels...her shoulder length black hair styled and worn loose against her shoulders...her special silver bracelet on her left wrist...her gold Rolex watch on her right wrist...diamond earrings in her earlobes...walked up the staircase to the apartment where Stanley Wong was staying.

She opted to use contact lenses today instead of her glasses...to intimidate Stanley some more.The sound of her heels echoed off the concrete floor of the corridor as she walked to the front door of the apartment. "Hmmph...Why would Stanley Wong choose to stay in this low income neighbourhood of the city?...Dad would have offered him one of the executive apartments Goodnite Enterprises has...He's a strange man" thought Lara.



Raising her right hand...she knocked on the front door. "Stanley Wong!...I'm here!" called Lara...but got no answer. "Stanley Wong!...Open the door!" said Lara...with a tinge of impatience in her voice. "I really don't want to do this...but it will keep Dad off my back about marriage and children...but the sooner I get over this...the sooner I can change into Yellow Cat and go looking for that rude little boy from the racetrack...He's disappeared and I have some questions for him" thought Lara...tapping her right foot impatiently as she waited in the corridor...outside of Stanley's front door. Suddenly she heard bolts unfastening...as someone was unlocking it from the inside. "Ha!...Stanley Wong's nervous that I'm here...and he's not ready...This is going to be..." thought Lara preparing to insult her father's consultant as the door opened.



However the only thing that came out of Lara's mouth...was a gasp of surprise...as Stanley greeted her at the front door...wearing only a large blue bath towel. "Lara!...I mean Miss Goodnite...I didn't expect you so soon...Sorry" said Stanley with a shy smile...his black hair damp and his body gleaming with water from the shower. Lara found herself feeling a sudden surge of warmth in her chest...her shapely brown nipples stiffening...and between her thighs...her eyelids feeling a little heavy...as she gazed upon Stanley's lean and toned bronze skinned body. "Are you...naked...I mean...Uuh...Are you ready yet...Stanley Wong?" stammered Lara...lost for words as she tried to keep these unexpected feelings suppressed. This was not lost on Stanley...given the fact he had seen her naked when they first met.



"Now we're even Lara" thought Stanley...watching the beautiful criminologist...looking at him with a dreamy look in her brown eyes... standing unsteadily in the corridor as if she was going to faint from the sight of his upper body. "Sorry...I was doing some work for you dad and lost track of time...Come in...make yourself comfortable...I'll be ready in a couple minutes" replied Stanley as he left the door open...and walked into his nearby bedroom...closing the door behind him. "Uuuuuuuh...What came over me...Never felt this way...When I looked at a man before...My nipples got so hard...so fast...felt moist between my thighs...His body...is so...gorgeous...No...This can't be happening...I'm not attracted to Stanley Wong" thought Lara as she entered his apartment...walking slightly unsteadily...on her high heels.



"Stanley Wong took me by surprise...Can't let him get the better of me...Feel so dizzy all of a sudden...Need to sit down" said Lara as she seated herself on an ordinary looking couch in an almost barren apartment. Her shapely breasts heaving slowly...up and down underneath her dress...as she regained her composure...Lara Goodnite cast her eyes around the small apartment. She saw a pair of unpacked suitcases in an open closet... documents scattered atop a table...next to a closed laptop computer. Curious...Lara got to her feet and walked slowly towards the table. The fingers of her right hand gliding gently over the closed lid of the laptop...as she tried to open it. "Is there something I can help you with Miss Goodnite?" asked Stanley as he entered the living room...taking Lara by surprise again.



"I was wondering what was taking you so long Stanley Wong...I..." began Lara as she turned around. Her brown eyes widened and another gasp escaped from her glossy lips as she saw Stanley standing before her in a casual wine coloured dress shirt...the sleeves rolled up to his elbows...the top button near the collar open...a casual pair of black slacks and black leather shoes. "Ohhh" gasped Lara in awe...feeling warmth in her breasts...and between her thighs...as she looked at Stanley Wong...a complete 180 from the man who her father sent to escort her to the racetrack days earlier. The surprised look on Lara's face...as well as the faint outline of her slightly hard nipples against the fabric of her dress...caused Stanley to smile.



"Ready for our lunch date....Lara?" asked Stanley as he adjusted his glasses. His words brought the beautiful criminologist back to her senses. "This is not a date Stanley Wong!...I'm just repaying a debt!...That's all!" quipped Lara as she stormed out of the apartment. "Whatever you say Miss Goodnite...Whatever you say" replied Stanley Wong as he followed Lara Goodnite out of his apartment...locking his front door behind them.




Downtown Kingston

Noon



One hour later...Lara Goodnite and Stanley Wong arrived at the Golden Dragon Restaurant...which boasted a reputation of serving the finest Chinese cuisine in Jamaica. Upon seeing Lara walk through the door...and the ma?tre d...hustled quickly to make a private dining room available to her. "Wow...This is great...You didn't have to go through all this trouble" said Stanley as he pulled out a chair...to allow Lara to sit down. She eyed him suspiciously for a minute before she did. "Don't flatter yourself Stanley Wong...This is not a date..." quipped Lara as she watched Stanley take his seat at the opposite end of the table. However as lunch progressed...Lara Goodnite was finding it difficult to maintain her ice cold demeanour which kept other potential boyfriends away.



She could not help but silently be impressed by how Stanley took charge...speaking to the waiters in fluent Chinese...directing them how to cook the meal to her liking. As hard as she tried...Lara could not help but smile at the man seated across the table from her. "What?" asked Stanley as he observed the beautiful criminologist was looking intently at him with her deep brown eyes. "I am impressed Stanley Wong...You're

...You're very different...from other men who work for my dad...very different from the man who saw my breasts and cunt when we first met" said Lara...causing Stanley to spit water in the air in surprise. She laughed at that sight for a few minutes before handing him a napkin. "Are you always this direct Miss Goodnite?" asked Stanley Wong rhetorically as he wiped his mouth. "Yes" replied Lara with a smile.



As the time passed...Lara found herself enjoying more and more...as she talked with Stanley. She was touched that he was interested in her work as a criminologist and wanted to know why she did it. "I always wanted to make a difference Stanley Wong...Many people in Jamaica have fallen into a life of crime...I do what I can to help..." said Lara as they ate. "So what do you make of this masked woman...This Yellow Cat?" asked Stanley. "She's doing what she can...to fight for justice and help people who are victims of crime in Jamaica...The police think she's a vigilante...but to many people she's a heroine" replied Lara...proud about what she did as her super-powered sexy alter-ego.



"Why did you ask about her?" asked Lara. "Well, I saw her at the track...some stable boy was playing with her big breasts...She looked really out of it...I tried to revive her...and she kicked me in the jaw before she ran away. "You really are not lucky with women Stanley Wong" teased Lara. " That's a matter of opinion...but this isn't about my male ego.." said Stanley. "Then what's it about Stanley Wong?" asked Lara."The police found the jockey and trainer of Mr Goodnite's horse tied up and drugged...and Yellow Cat rode the horse in the Derby...Did she have something to do with that?" wondered Stanley. "I doubt it...There were some men trying to steal Crystal Stream...and she stopped them." said Lara.



"Really? How do you know that?" asked Stanley. "Uh oh...Stanley Wong is getting suspicious...I got complacent" thought Lara as she tried to figure a counter argument. "I've studied Yellow Cat's profile...I'm familiar with her...but you seem to be very knowledgeable about criminal acts...Is there more to Stanley Wong that I should know about?" asked Lara. Now it was Stanley's turn to feel uneasy...as Lara was getting close to a place where he vowed he would never return to. He seemed to phase out...and it was only when he felt Lara's left hand on his right wrist...that he returned to the present. "Are you all right Stanley Wong?.....You looked like you might be ill" said Lara...who felt a little guilty at the moment. Stanley was about to reply when he saw the silver bracelet on her left wrist.



"This is a beautiful bracelet..." said Stanley as he admired it. "Oh...Yes...It belonged to my Mom..." replied Lara...surprised and happy that Stanley made her think about her mother...who died many years ago. "I'd like to know more about it...and about her" said Stanley in a gentle voice as took her left hand in his right hand...his fingers intertwined with hers. "She was an archaeologist...travelled all around the world on many expeditions...this bracelet...she found it while she was in Egypt....digging in the desert not far from the Pyramids...She told me it was special and precious...just like me...Sorry....It's just not easy to talk about her...since she...she" said Lara as she felt tears beginning to well up in her brown eyes.



Stanley was moved as he saw Lara's tough exterior starting to fall away...offering him a glimpse at a more tender side to this very beautiful woman who was cold to other men...never letting anyone get close to her. "You don't need to explain Lara...I can see how much you loved her...how much you still love her...I can also sense that she loved you very much...and she'd be very proud of the woman you are today. Lara looked into Stanley's brown eyes...hidden behind his large glasses...her brown eyes glistening...tears threatening to fall...as his words touched her in a way she had never felt before. With her free right hand...she gently removed Stanley's glasses from his face and set them down on the table.

"Thank you Stanley...You are...so kind...so perceptive...Not even Dad has ever spoken to me like this...about Mom..." said Lara...allowing herself to be drawn towards her father's employee."She must have been quite a lady" remarked Stanley as he held Lara's left hand in his right hand. "Yes...She was
...I wish you could have met her Stanley...She was beautiful, intelligent, independent...She never compromised on what she believed in...No matter how many people opposed her...She was the only woman who would dare take on Dad in an argument on anything...and win" replied Lara as her brown eyes glistened even more..as she fought back the urge to cry.

"I don't know about that...You seem to do that pretty well from how I see it" said Stanley...causing Lara to blush...her cheeks turning red. "I suppose I do make Dad a little anxious..." replied Lara with a smile."A little anxious?...He would have fired me if you didn't cover for me in the VIP Box" said Stanley. "I know...and you covered for me too...Why?" asked Lara. "Not sure...Maybe I have a soft spot for beautiful women who give me a hard time" replied Stanley with a grin on his face. "Maybe I was giving you a hard time for a reason..." said Lara as she stroked the left side of Stanley's face with her right hand.

Lara felt growing warmth in her chest and between her thighs...as she gazed into Stanley's brown eyes. "Ohhh...Stanley Wong...makes me feel...so strange...the way he holds my hand...the way he makes my nipples hard...my clitoris moist...just by being near him...the way he talks to me...the way he listens to me...Never thought I'd meet a man like him..."thought Lara...as she felt herself being drawn to a man who days earlier she would never have considered to be her equal. Stanley too was grappling with a plethora of emotions in his mind as well. "Lara Goodnite....beautiful...strong...intelligent...passionate...
Never felt this way about any woman before...but she's the boss' daughter...I shouldn't...but it feels right" thought Stanley.

Filled with emotions that neither of them expected...Lara Goodnite and Stanley Wong shifted their bodies on opposite ends of the table...as their eyes remained focused on one another. Slowly they each began to slowly get up from their seats. His right hand still holding her left hand. Her right hand tenderly caressing the left side of his cheek. Slowly they leaned across the table...never shifting their gaze from one another. Lara slowly closing her brown eyes...and parting her glossy lips as she drew closer to Stanley...whose lips also parted to receive what seemed to be the inevitable. However just at their lips were inches away from intimate contact.

"No..No...I can't...I'm sorry...I can't..." blurted Lara as her left hand let go of Stanley's right hand as she stepped back from the table...turned and ran out of the private dinning room. "Lara!...Lara!...Wait!" yelled Stanley...to no avail as Lara Goodnite was already long gone. Though part of him wanted to run after her...another part of him...was in disbelief at how something which seemed so right...could have gone so wrong. "What happened??...What did I say??...What did I do??...What went wrong??" wondered Stanley...as he sat down at the table...alone.

Meanwhile...with tears streaming down her face...Lara Goodnite had made her way up on to the rooftop of the restaurant by way of a service elevator. "Oh Stanley...My God...I am so sorry...I have never let myself feel that way about any man...but you are just not any man...I wanted to kiss you...
make love to you...so much...but...I cannot...I have responsibilities...which I cannot tell you about..." said Lara...feeling a deep sense of regret as she wiped the tears from her face...and took a few deep breaths to compose herself. Checking to see that she was alone and away from prying eyes...Lara Goodnite spread her shapely legs slightly apart...and touched the silver bracelet on her left wrist with the fingers of her right hand.

"By the Beauty of Bastet!" she declared. The utterance of those simple words...caused Lara Goodnite to be bathed in an aura of golden light...initiating an amazing transformation process. She felt incredible strength and sexuality flowing through her...as her shapely body reformed itself. When the light faded....Lara's dress...under garments and shoes were gone. Several inches had been added to her already shapely chest...making her breasts huge...round and firm. Her long legs...were also considerably enhanced as well...curvaceous and muscular.

She now sported a voluptuous and muscular brown body...barely garbed by a flimsy yellow bra...which barely covered her mountainous mounds...and a thin yellow panty that barely covered the space between her mighty thighs. A thin leather belt was entwined around her curvy waist...with a cat-o-nine whip attached on its left side. The fingernails of her strong hands...and the toenails of her erotic bare feet...had turned golden and become razor sharp.



A yellow feline mask covered the top of her head...with cat's ear's perking up at the top. Her brown eyes blazed with courage and determination through a pair of slits in the mask...which exposed the lower part of her nose...and all of her full red lips....while a plume of her glossy thick black hair...flowed out of the back of her mask...reaching the middle of her exposed back. Lara Goodnite...criminologist and heiress...had completed her transformation into the busty Jamaican Amazon...and champion of justice known as YELLOW CAT. Flexing her muscular arms and legs...checking to see her flimsy attire and mask in place...the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica was ready to resume her battle against the forces of evil that were at work in the Caribbean island.

To be continued.