New Ocelot Woman in Prey of the Vulture 2

Police Headquarters. Georgetown, Guyana.
9.30 pm

Chief of Police Martin Cain was alone in his office when the secure phone line rang. Cain watched the phone for two minutes before picking up the receiver. "Yes?" asked Cain. "Buenas noches senor..Your information was indeed correct..." said a Hispanic voice on the other end of the line. "Then are you informing me that the subject has been taken care of?" asked Cain. "Si...The senorita was very foolish to go into the Delta Amacuro alone...and I am advised that she will pay the consequences for that ill-fated decision...You have earned your pay amigo..." replied the Hispanic voice. "Excellent...I'll be looking forward to my reward...We will speak again soon..." replied Cain cryptically as he put down the receiver to the secure line which was used exclusively for phone calls that involved matters of the highest levels of national security. Cain got up from behind his desk and walked over to a nearby cabinet where a bottle containing some fine brewed Guyana rum and some glasses lay waiting use.

Cain opened the cabinet ..took out the bottle of rum..and poured some of the rich brown liquid from the bottle into a glass. As he took one sip of the rum..Cain thought to himself how no one in Guyana really knew what his true agenda was. While he was officially Guyana's Police Chief...the head of the sole body responsible for maintaining law and order in the vast South American nation...no one knew that he had been corrupted years ago by Guyana's criminal underworld..and now acted as a double agent..serving the interests of justice and crime...depending on which one held out the better prospects of profit to him. It had been especially so during the reign of the now deceased Bill Wilkins that Cain benefitted tremendously. Many knew Wilkins as a successful businessman with ties to the most wealthy and powerful persons in the society. For a while...Cain was the only one who knew that Wilkins was actually a Neo Nazi and the head of a powerful crime syndicate which had its hands in nearly everything. Wilkins seemed unstoppable until "she" appeared out of nowhere to expose Wilkins...disrupt the operations of his criminal organisation and eventually bring it crashing down.

"She" was none other than the sexy Amazon of Guyana..OCELOT WOMAN...who had become famous...both for her many deeds which had defeated the forces of evil and protected the innocent people of Guyana...and for her appearance. 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. The reports claimed she had superhuman speed and the strength of 20 men...and flew in a strange jet which Guyana's armed forces had no knowledge about. However the common thread in all of the differing police reports was that all police officers who encountered her while dealing with the rioters were mesmerised by her body..especially her large firm breasts which threatened to burst out of her flimsy costume.

"Wilkins was resourceful in his time...he defeated Ocelot Woman many times..but she eventually beat him in the end..." thought Cain as he finished his drink and then poured himself another drink. However this time...thought the corrupt police chief...Ocelot Woman would not be so successful. "The big breasted bitch has no idea what she's sticking her tits into...this time Ocelot Woman will be subdued...permanently..." thought Cain.

Delta Amacuro, Venezuela
9.30 pm

Kim Parmasar...investigative journalist with the Stabroek News newspaper...who was secretly the sexy and super-powered Ocelot Woman..was oblivious to everything that was around her at that very moment. Her investigations as a journalist into an recent upsurge in marijuana trafficking across the border between Venezuela and Guyana had caused Kim to change into Ocelot Woman and follow the trail of the traffickers into Venezuela. After a brief meeting with Captain Hector Rodrigues of the Policia Nacional...the gorgeous Guyanese superwoman bravely entered the vast swamplands of the Delta Amacuro...and found a greenhouse containing hundreds of marijuana plants there. She had planned to take some of the plants as evidence of the marijuana trafficking ring to both Rodrigues and Detective Karl Misawa special liason to the Guyana Police Force so that a coordinated efforts by the law enforcement agencies of Guyana and Venezuela could be used to defeat the smugglers and bring them to justice. However the sexy Amazon of Guyana had underestimated her opponents and the nature of the threat she was trying to defeat.

Before she could implement her plans...Kim suddenly found herself being overwhelmed and overpowered by thoughts of man's touch...sex and sleep...as spores from the marijuana plants fell on her large brown breasts...making her famous puffy black nipples and areolas...hard as rocks in a matter of seconds. For all her super powers...the beauteous Superwoman of Guyana..had no choice but allow herself to be lulled into a stupor of sex and sleep by the hybrid marijuana plants. Her descent into unconsciousness was hastened by a pair of tranquiliser darts. Ocelot Woman now lay flat on her back in the middle of the greenhouse...a tranquiliser dart lodged in each of her large brown breasts..inches below the nipples... that were exposed to all. Her slender muscled arms were flung past her head..which rested on her long mane of glossy black hair. Her long muscular legs spread wide open below her small curvy waist..her erotic bare feet which she used to dispatch many a criminal..lay motionless on the floor.

From his vantage point in the trees...a Policia Nacional officer...armed with a high-powered rifle viewed the unconscious Ocelot Woman through a pair of night-vision goggles. He was particularly fascinated by the rhythmic rise and fall of Kim's large brown breasts as she lay unconscious on the floor of the greenhouse..the tranquiliser darts that he had shot her with..still lodged in each of the mounds of her amazing chest. "Buenas noches Senorita Ocelot Woman..." grinned the police sniper as he prepared to execute the second part of his plan. Taking out a flare gun..he took aim at the greenhouse and pulled the trigger...releasing a single projectile from the gun..sending it streaking through the air towards its intended target. As the projectile crashes through the windows and landed amidst a cluster of the marijuana plants..it exploded..unleashing a fire which consumed the plants and rapidly spread throughout the greenhouse. The sniper climbed down from the tree..and made his way to a launch he had concealed in bushes near the river. He sailed off..leaving the sexy Amazon of Guyana helpless and unconscious..inside of the burning greenhouse.

Georgetown,Guyana
10 pm

While Ocelot Woman was unconscious and in peril in Venezuela..Stabroek News photographer Johnny Chan and Detective Karl Misawa met at a bar along the waterfront district in Georgetown to discuss the investigation into the marijuana smuggling. "This new marijuana is taking hold fast Karl...My sources on the street tell me that cocaine dealers are going out of business and switching to this stuff to cash in...quite a lot has already come in..it's definitely coming from Venezuela..out of the Delta Amacuro..and whoever is running this operation is very well financed.." stated Johnny as he took a sip of his Heineken beer. "I'll say..the boys at forensics haven't seen anything like the marijuana..They've run lots of tests on the drug...its regular marijuana except for one thing...there's an artificial element incorporated into the plant...like nothing anyone's seen...they had to keep the female lab technicians away..because this thing turned them on..made them get tired real fast..Strangely...it has no effect on men.." remarked Karl.

These words troubled Johnny deeply because he knew that Kim's sole weakness as Ocelot Woman was her breasts and if they were sexually aroused she would lose her super powers and become unconscious. Had these criminals come up with a new weapon that the gorgeous Guyanese superwoman had no resistance against, he wondered. Something about the effects of this strange element seemed vaguely familiar to Johnny and this was not lost on Karl Misawa. "What's on your mind Johnny?" asked the former New York City cop. "I'm not sure Karl..but this might not be an isolated incident.." said Johnny. "You lost me there buddy...Are you saying this kind of thing has happened elsewhere?" asked the detective. "Like I said..I'm not sure but there's something about the way this element affects women...I read an article in the London Times which talked about a mine in Brighton being shut down by that heroine...BRITANNIA...there was said to have been some questionable activity happening there before it was closed down...some local women were said to have experienced the same symptoms as you female lab personnel.." said Johnny.

"Well that doesn't sound conclusive.." said Karl. "Then there was another incident in Mancora..a resort town on the Pacific coast of Peru..the reports from there said a group of criminals had been using the seasonal spring break for students to kidnap female students for some kind of experiments...whatever they were doing was stopped by a a teenage heroine in a bikini...the press reports called her PANTHER GIRL..." added Johnny. Karl took a drink of his Budweiser as he processed the information which Johnny Chan gave him. "Okay...I'll admit that it appears there's a link between what happened in England and in Peru...but we don't have enough to say what this thing is and whether what we have here is the same thing...but we'll find out whatever this is...and we have OCELOT WOMAN on our side.." said the detective as he raised his beer bottle. "Yes...I'll drink to that..." replied Johnny..who unknown to Karl was engaged to Kim Parmasar..his partner at the Stabroek News who was the sexy Amazon of Guyana.

Johnny checked his watch knowing he would soon have to head home to their apartment. He did not want to get Kim worried for his safety. However Johnny should have been worried about Kim's safety..because unknown to him...she was in very grave peril at that moment.

To be continued