Dolphin Woman and Ocean Woman in Danger at Sea 2

Central Business District
Auckland, New Zealand
10 am

Her blonde hair tied into a bun behind her head...her big rimmed glasses on her face...wearing a baggy white shirt and shirt and white flat shoes...WENDY WYMAN was at her desk in the newsroom. She couldn't shake the feeling that something happened the day before that could help her expose NOAH JACKSON and DOCTOR OLIVIA ISLA...who she was certain were up to a criminal scheme.

The last thing she remembered was waking up as ger super heroine alter ego OCEAN WOMAN...in a chemical factory owned by Jackson's Water Moon company...by HARRIET BROWN.. daughter of her boss TERRY BROWN. Since her scathing article about Jackson and Isla...Brown cautioned Wendy...after Jackson threatened the newspaper with a lawsuit.

But Wendy was not about to back down. She was certain Isla was key to some big project which could damage the ocean and
affect thousands of lives. Interviews she had done with Isla's former peers ar various research institutions that she was fired from...convinced her that Isla dabbled in dangerous science....and knowing Jackson's reputation as a gambler.. Wendy suspected
he was prepared to fully fund whatever experiment she was selling to him.

Her thoughts were interrupted when new photographer ETHAN SMITH...placed a coffee cup on her desk. "What's this? asked Wendy, looking over her glasses at Ethan who was 20 years her junior. "It's coffee...Thought you'd like some Miss Wyman...You seemed kind of depressed about something" he replied. "You're a photographer...not a psychiatrist...I suggest you stick to that
and stop trying to impress me!" quipped Wendy at the young man.


'Sure Miss Wyman..." Ethan replied humbly and walked away. Before Wendy could return to her thinking/brooding...she heard a familiar voice. "Wendy!...Can I see you in my office please?" called Terry Brown across the newsroom...more of an order than a request. Wendy got up from behind her desk...walked across to Terry's office and closed the door behind her.


"Wendy...Give the lad a break...He's working really hard...Look at the quality of his photos" said Terry as he showed Wendy a bunch of Ethan's pictures. The 40 year old lady journalist rolled her blue eyes behind her big rimmed glasses initially as she looked through Ethan's pictures. Then she noticed several of them were of Noah Jackson at a recent charity event...in the company of several women. As she pondered this...Wendy paid fleeting attention to Terry as he lectured her.

Wendy couldn't help but observe how smitten he was with each of them. Jackson's reputation as a womanizer was well known throughout New Zealand. "All right Terry...I'll cut Ethan some slack....I promise" said Wendy with a smile. "Good" replied Terry...uncertain whether Wendy heard him or not.

Walking back to her desk...the blonde lady journalist had a new plan. "Since Noah can't seem to deny beautiful women anything...Then maybe I should pay him a visit...but not as Wendy Wyman..but as Ocean Woman" resolved Wendy.


North Cote Point
Auckland, New
6 pm

On the patio of his townhouse in this posh marina district...Noah Jackson...clad in a shirt and slacks drank some wine as he looked out to sea. "Good evening Mr Jackson...Mind if I join you?" a woman's voice asked. Noah was startled and about to press a remote control that would have summoned his bodyguards...when he turned to see Ocean Woman at the top of the staircase which led to the jetty where he kept his yacht.


He was in awe at her voluptuous and muscular golden tanned body...barely covered by her thin tight shimmering silver v-slit leotard...silver bracelets on her wrists...a silver belt with an O insignia around her wide curvy waist...her long mane of golden tousled hair...her silver mascara eyelids...ocean blue eyes...and especially her great firm golden tanned breasts which threatened to spill out of her flimsy attire at any second.


"Ocean Woman!...This is a surprise...What brings New Zealand's famous super heroine to my humble abode?" asked Noah with a smile. "I'm here doing an investigation into some criminal activity taking place at your company...I want to talk to you about it" replied Wendy assuming her heroic pose before Noah.


Her hands on either side of her wide curvy waist...her long muscular golden tanned legs spread slightly apart...her erotic bare golden tanned feet resting flat on the wooden patio...her massive firm golden tanned bust pushed forward with confidence. "Of course...Please sit down...Can I offer you some wine?" asked Noah gesturing to a table in the middle of the patio...where a bottle of wine was on ice...in the middle of the table. "No...I don't drink" replied Wendy...thinking the wine could be drugged.

"All right...but please sit down...I've been an admirer of your exploits for a long time Ocean Woman. I would be grateful if I can help in any way" said Noah...gesturing towards one of the two chairs at the table. Wendy decided it would be better to play his game for the time being. She sat down at the table...crossing her long right muscular golden tanned leg over its left counterpart...as Noah poured himself some wine.

"My friend...Wendy Wyman at the Auckland Herald has been investigating Doctor Olivia Isla's background..." said the Top Heavy New Zealander as she handed some documents to Noah. The businessman read the documents in front of Ocean Woman...who noticed that he was quiet and thoughtful as he did. "This is very serious...Can you wait here please Ocean Woman?" asked Noah.
"Of course" replied Wendy...as she watched him carry the documents back into his townhouse.

He returned a few moments later with a pair of red candles which he placed in a candle stand in the middle of the table. Ocean Woman thought nothing of this as daylight began to fade around them. Noah meticulously lit both candles before he returned to sit down in the chair opposite her. "I'm glad you brought this to my attention Ocean Woman...I just relayed the information you gave me to my lawyer...Rest assured this matter will be dealt with" said Noah.

But his words were lost on Wendy....as she felt her big nipples become hard and erect under her thin tight shimmering silver v-slit leotard in the space of seconds. Her blue eyes fluttered...her vision began to blur. Her erotic left bare golden tanned foot rose on its ball while her erotic right bare golden tanned foot rotated sexily in mid-air. The Top Heavy New Zealander wanted to get up but found herself unable to move.


Noah Jackson leaned back in his chair...finished his glass of wine and smiled at his guest. "Is something wrong Ocean Woman?" he asked rhetorically...as smoke from the two red candles wafted in the direction of the Ample Chested Aucklander...as he noticed the outline of her big famous nipples becoming more distinct against the fabric of her thin tight shimmering silver v-slit leotard.

"Uuuuuuuuh...My Ocean Nipples...Uuuuuuuuh...Something...making them...ha..haa...haaaaard...Mr Jackson....want to get up...Uuuuuuh...but...I...I can't...getting...sexy...getting sleepy" blurted Wendy as she maintained her pose in the chair. Noah Jackson got up...removed one of the burning red candles from the candle stand and walked towards Ocean Woman. "UUUUH
...SCENT FROM THAT CANDLE...UUUUUH...MAKING MY OCEAN NIPPLES...SO.. HARD...UUUUUUUUH...TOO SEXY...TO THINK...TOO
SLEEPY TO MOVE..."blurted Wendy as she uncrossed her long muscular golden tanned legs...spread them wide open...her erotic bare golfen tanned feet raised on their balls...her muscular golden tanned arms hanging limp on either side of the chair as Noah moved the candle under her great firm golden tanned breasts which threatened to spill out from her flimsy tight attire.

Noah placed the burning red candle on the table in from of Ocean Woman and stepped behind her. " Thanks for the information Oceam Woman...but of course..I knew all of this...after all I hired Doctor Isla...personally" gloated Noah as he pulled back the thin straps of the helpless heroine's thin tight shimnering silver v-slit leotard.

"Uuuuuuh...Stop...Uuuuuuuh...You're exposing my Ocean Breasts...Uuuuuuuuuuh...exposing my hard Ocean Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuh...to those candles...Uuuuuuh...too sexy...to think...too sleepy...to move...fallen into a trap" complained Wendy.
" A very astute observation Ocean Woman...I believe in full disclosure...Don't you?" sneered Noah as he cupped her giant firm golden tanned breasts with his hands.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUNH...MY OCEAN BREASTS..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...BEING GROPED...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...BY A MAN...UUUUUUUUUUUUNH...I..I LOSE MY OCEAN STRENGTH...WHEN THEY'RE TOUCHED...BY MEN...UUUUUUNH...AND WOMEN...UUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUNH" moaned Wendy..her big thick brown nipples becoming hard erect and bullet shaped
as smoke from the red candles wafted around them..as Noah gleefully groped her breasts.

Jackson changed his tactics. "Don't fight it my big breasted friend...Bet you wish your man was doing this right now..." sneered Noah as he meticulously stroked Wendy's wide brown areolas in a slow 360 degree motion...first clockwise...then anticlockwise..brushing the sides of her hardened big thick brown nipples but exeertly avoiding their tips.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..Uuh..Uuuh...
Uuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" cooed the Top Heavy New Zealander...surprised that erotic thoughts of Ethan Smith...were making
her sexier and sleepier as seconds turned into minutes. Noah grinned as he saw Ocean Woman fighting a losing battle to keep her blue eyes open...as continued to fondle her wide brown areolas...as smoke from the red candles aroused her big thick brown nipples into hardness and erectness.

"Uuuuuuuuuuh...so sexy...Uuuuuuuuuuh...so sleepy...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...can't think...can't move...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...What have
you done to.me....Uuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Ocean Woman as her voluptuous and muscular golden tanned body sagged in the chair...she was sitting on. "Bet you wish your man was doing this to you...Don't you...You jumbo breasted Jafa!" gloated Noah as he kept on stroking Wendy's wide brown areolas with his thumbs.

"No...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...don't have...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...a man...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...My Ocean
Areolas...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...never been touched...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...like this...scent...from the candles...making my Ocean Nipples...so haaaard...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...can't fight back...don't want to...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...what...have you done to me...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Wendy...her blue eyes barely open as she found herself wishing Ethan Smith was caressing her famous bust.


"The candles are made of a special toxin invented by Doctor Isla...It was used with great success on another aqua slut like you...but this version is less potent...It'll keep you turned on and tired while I have fun with you" gloated Noah. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh" replied Ocean Woman as he gave her hard and erect big thick brown nipples hard pinches. The Top Heavy New Zealander sagged in her chair...stunned by the pinches.


Removed the second red candle from the candle stand and brought it over to Ocean Woman as she slumped in the chair...dazed and disoriented. He lowered the candle closer to her naked heaving enormous firm golden tanned breasts. "AIEEEEEE...MY
OCEAN NIPPLES...AIEEEEEEEE...HOT WAX FALLING ON THEM...AIEEEEEEEE...CAN'T MOVE...AIEEEEEEEEEEE...PAIN...AIEEEEE...GETTING WEAKER...AIEEEEE...SLEEPIER...AIEEEEE..AIEEEEEE" screamed the Top Heavy New Zealander as drops of red candle wax dropped on her hard and erect big thick brown nipples and wide brown areolas...encasing them in a thick translucent coat.

Noah also noticed the outline of a camel toe forming against the flimsy sliver of shimmering silver fabric between Wendy's huge golden tanned thighs. "That's only the beginning Ocean Bitch" sneered Noah as he pulled back the sliver...lowered the candle between the heroine's thighs...and let drop after drop of red wax fall on her shiny brown clitoris...located in the middle of her patch of golden tousled pubic hair.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHH...MY OCEAN CLITORIS...AAHHHHHHHHHHHHH...IT BURNS...AAHHHHHHHHHHH....TURNING ME ON...UUUH
...SO SEXY...UUH...SO SLEEPY...UUUH...CAN'T HOLD ON...GOT TO...GOT TO..UUH...UUUH...UUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...
UUH...UUUH..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUH...UUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUH..UUUH...UUUUH...
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UH...UUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UH..UUH...UUUH...UUUUH...UUUUUH
..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH" moaned Wendy as she was devastated by six orgasms in quick succession.

Ocean Woman rolled her head from side to side...her blue eyes fluttering...struggling to stay conscious...as she slumped helplessly in the chair...with Noah Jackson looking down at her. Through her rapidly blurring vision...Wendy saw Doctor Olivia Isla join her employer/lover. "Well done my love...You had a lot of fun with the Ocean Slut" sneered Olivia. "Uuuuh...You..won't get away...with this...Know all about you...will expose you...bring you...to justice" quipped Ocean Woman sleepily.

"Wrong you jumbo breasted jafa...The only one exposed here...is you" gloated Noah as he rubbed the top of Ocean Woman's shiny wet brown clitoris with his right index finger...then held the same finger right under her nose. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh" cooed the Top Heavy New Zealander...her blue eyes rolling up in her head as the smell of her own cum mixed with the red toxin candle wax overwhelmed her.

Noah and Olivia watched as Ocean Woman slipped out of the chair...and fell on her back on to the wooden patio...spreading her muscular golden tanned arms and long muscular golden legs spread wide open...her naked famous giant firm golden tanned breastd...her wax encased big thick brown hard and erect nipples...and her wet excited wax coated brown cunt on display.

"Wine?" offered Noah. "Yes" replied Olivia. as she accepted a wine filed glass from Noah. They looked at Ocean Woman...lying helpless before them with her super erogenous body parts exposed. "To you Ocean Woman...Good night" gloated Noah as he and Olivia toasted the Top Heavy New Zealander.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" cooed Wendy...her blue eyes closing...her erotic bare golden tanned feet pointing away from each other...wide spaces appearing between her sexy toes...surrendering to unconsciousness...... dreaming about Ethan Smith....helpless against whatever nightmare was in store for her.

24 hours later
NorthCote Point, New Zealand
7 pm

Doctor Maria Martinez got out of a taxi in this posh marina residential. Thanks to her man...US Navy Commander Keith Clancy...
she was able to get accomodation...money...papers...and clothes from one of his Navy contacts while she was in New Zealand...
following the trail of the red liquid toxin which had affected marine life off Costa Rica's Pacific coast.

Earlier in the day...Maria had visited the offices of the Auckland Herald. to see journalist Wendy Wyman. No one at the newspaper could tell her where Wendy was. Maria felt Wendy was after the same thing she was. The Costa Rican marine biologist then opted to track down Noah Jackson and Olivia Isla on her own.

As she approached Jackson's townhouse...Maria felt sudden vibrations in her pearl earrings...alerting her to evil emanations coming from the property. The Costa Rican marine biologist ducked into a cluster of trees near the fence in front of Jackson's townhouse.

Maria saw a pair of Maori gangsters carrying an unconscious woman out a side door of the townhouse. Her head lolled back...her mane of golden tousled hair hanging limp...her naked enormous firm golden tanned breasts swaying freely...her hands tied behind her back with rope..her erotic bare golden tanned feet tied together by her ankles... being placed into the back of a van.

Maria watched as the front gate opened...the van drove out on to the street..and sped off. "That woman is in danger...I need to
help her.. as DOLPHIN WOMAN" resolved Maria as she made her way towards the nearby marina to find a place to transform. She foubd a remote inlet. Removing her large rimmed glasses from her face...Maria looked out to sea and declared " By the Power of the Seven Seas!!"

A plume of water from the sea. When it fell away. Maria Martinez had changed into Dolphin Woman. Her civilian clothes and shoes gone...replaced by pearl cups over her nipples and areolas...coral bracelets on her wrists..a pearl studded belt around her wide curvy waist...a tiny silver sequined panty between her huge thighs...pearl bands above her ankles...her mane of shiny black ringlets flowing from the top of her head to the middle of her exposed back...her curvaceous and muscular copper toned body on display.

The Curvaceous Costa Rican dove into the water. She used the vibrations which her pearl earrings were receiving to track the criminals she had seen leaving Noah Jackson's townhouse.

7.30 pm

The van pulled into a warehouse located along the coast. Under the cover of darkness...Dolphin Woman emerged from the sea...
and expertly climbed up some rocks...reaching a fence near the warehouse. Using her Dolphin Strength...Maria pulled open part
of the fence...and ran towards the warehouse unnoticed. Hiding behind some oil drums...she watched the two Maori gangsters carry the still unconscious Ocean Woman out of the van.

She saw five more Maori gangsters emerge from the warehouse...telling the two to bring their captive inside quickly. Maria saw
the red wax encasing Ocean Woman's big thick brown nipples...keeping them hard and erect. "This woman's been knocked out
with thar red toxin...She must be the Ocean Woman heroine in the local press...She have the same vulnerabilities as I have...These men must work for those two criminals I'm after....I have to find a way to help her" thought Dolphin Woman.

Inside the warehouse...Ocean Woman was laid out on her back on a table... her muscular golden tanned arms were extended on either part of her upper torso...her long muscular golden tanned legs were spread wide open below her wide curvy waist. A Maori gangster removed her silver O belt from around her waist...then slid her thin tight shimmering silver v-slit leotard off...leaving the Top Heavy New Zealander naked except for the silver bracelets on her wrists. Strong ropes were used to bind her wrists and ankles to the table.


After admiring her naked giant firm golden tanned breasts rise and fall slowly with each breath that she took...as she lay unconscious before them...the gangsters decided it was time to wake up the Ample Chested Aucklander. A bucket of water was poured on to her face. "Uuuuh...What...Uuuuh...Who...? gasped Ocean Woman as she awoke with a start. She was shocked to find herself naked and bound to a table...surrounded by the group of Maori gangsters who knocked her out days earlier.

"Uuuuh...My Ocean Nipples...so hard...drugged...need time to recover...have no Ocean Strength...can't get free..Uuuh...Uuuuh" complained the Top Heavy New Zealander as she writhed atop the table...tugging in futility at the ropes binding her hands and her erotic bare golden tanned feet to the table. "The Doctor says you can't handle the red stuff Ocean Slut!..We're going to have some fun with you!" sneered one gangster.


Wendy's blue eyes widened in fear as she saw another gangster bring out some glass jars containing the red liquid toxin. "No!...
Uuuuuh!...Not that liquid toxin!..Uuuuh!...Not again!...Must get free!...Can't let you put that on my Ocean Breasts!...No!...Uuuuh!...
Uuuuuh!...Uuuuuh! cried the Top Heavy New Zealander...writhing frantically atop the table as a gangster brought one of the jars forward.

Ocean Woman could do nothing as the jar was opened and the red liquid toxin was poured all over her naked giant golden tanned breasts."UUUUUUUH...NO...UUUUUUUUH...NOT ON MY OCEAN BREASTS...NO...UUUUUUH..UUUUH...HANDS OFF MY OCEAN BREASTS... DON'T TOUCH MY OCEAN NIPPLES...UUUUUUUH...YOU'RE MAKING THEM...SO..HA..HAA...HAAA...HAAAAAAAARD" moaned Wendy...as a Maori gangster rubbed the red liquid into her chest...paying special attention to her big thick brown nipples...keeping them hard erect and bullet shaped.

Two other gangsters stepped forward...pouring more of the red liquid on to Ocean Woman's six pack abdomen and her wide
open long muscular golden legs and her erotic bare golden tanned feet. "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...WEAK...UUUUUUUUUH
...UUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH" moaned Wendy...erotic thoughts of Ethan Smith...making her weaker and sleepier as the Maoris rubbed the red liquid over her chest...abdomen...legs and erotic bare golden tanned feet.

Another gangster poured red liquid between her wide open huge golden tanned thighs and began to rub her clitoris vigorously.
"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...NO...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...NOT MY OCEAN CLITORIS...UUUUUUUUUH...BEING TURNED ON...
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...CAN'T GET FREE...MUST NOT...UUUUUUUUUUUH...CUM...UUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUH"
moaned the Top Heavy New Zealander as she felt pressure rising within her cunt...as she began to lactate...drops of milk oozing out of the tips of her hard and erect big thick brown nipples as the red toxin was massaged into them.

Preoccupied with torturing Ocean Woman...the Maori gangsters were totally unaware of Dolphin Woman's presence. The Costa Rican heroine felt anger rising within her as she watched the Top Heavy New Zealander being erotically tortured to lactate and orgasm. She remembered the same thing was done to her my Olivia Isla and she had no resistance to the red toxin. "I have to help her...but how?" Maria wondered. Then she saw a fire alarm on a nearby wall and got an idea.

"UUH..UUUH...UUUUUUUUUUH...UUH...UUH...UUH..UUH...UUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUH" moaned Ocean Woman as she was for--d
to orgasm twice in quick succession. "Uuuuuh....Uuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuh" moaned Wendy...her head spinning...feeling weak and
sleepy as she felt another orgasm building inside of her.

"You're finished Ocean Bitch" sneered a Maori gangster and he and his comrades stood around the tired and tamed Top Heavy New Zealander who knew that if she orgasmed one more time it would knock her out and leave her helpless to the Maoris. The glee of the gangsters turned to surprise as alarm bells went off and water rained down from them from the sprinklers over their heads.

"What the hell is going on?!!" yelled a gangster as he and the other six Maoris staggered around in confusion...trying to shield themselves from the water raining down on them. Dolphin Woman took advantage of their confusion and attacked them. Mesmerised by the sudden appearance of the new aquatic heroine...her curvaceous and muscular copper toned body...more revealing attire than Ocean Woman...the Maori gangsters were slow to act.

Flexing her huge copper thighs... Dolphin Woman leapt forward...extending her long muscular copper legs...driving the balls of her erotic bare copper feet into the chest of the first Maori who shook himself out of his stupor and tried to attack her. The Curvaceous Costa Rican's immense firm copper mounds swayed sexily from side to side as she landed on the balls of her erotic bare copper feet and pressed home her attack...felling another Maori with a right hand karate chop to the left side of his neck.


Focusing on Dolphin Woman...the Maoris didn't realise that the water falling from the overhead sprinklers had the effect of washing the red liquid toxin off Ocean Woman's voluptuous and muscular golden tanned body. The Top Heavy New Zealander felt great relief as her big thick brown nipples and her virgin brown cunt relaxed. Flexing her muscular golden tanned arms and long muscular golden tanned legs...Ocean Woman broke free of her restraints and leapt off the table to join the fight.


Her right fist connected with the jaw of a Maori and he went sprawling along the floor. Whirling round she drove the ball of her erotic left bare golden tanned foot into the groin of another Maori...and he fell to the ground gasping for breath. Seeing that Ocean Woman was free and her super powers were restored and unable to handle Dolphin Woman...the Maori gangsters ran out of the warehouse jumped into the parked van outside and sped away. As the water rained down upon them...Dolphin Woman and Ocean Woman looked at each other.


"Are you all right Ocean Woman?" asked Dolphin Woman. "Yes...Those crooks nearly finished me off...Thanks for saving me...but who are you?" asked Ocean Woman as she donned her thin tight shimmering silver v-slit leotard and O belt. " I'm Dolphin Woman...
I'm a super heroine from Costa Rica...I've come here on the trail of some dangerous criminals who used a deadly liquid toxin to kill marine life and damage the ocean...I came here to seek help from Wendy Wyman...She's a reporter who knows about these people" explained Maria.

Wendy realised that she and her rescuer had a common enemy. She knew she could'nt bring Jackson and Isla to justice on her own. " I know Wendy Wyman...Seems were after the same people...Better that we go somewhere where we can talk...Plan our next move" offered Ocean Woman.

"Sounds good to me...Lead the way" agreed Dolphin Woman. The two heroines walked out of the warehouse...made their way down to the nearby beach and dove into the ocean..disappearing out of sight as a fire engine and ambulance arrived at the warehouse in response to the triggered fire alarm.

To be continued