Alternate Tiger Cat in Urban Development

Port-of-Spain, Trinidad. 9 pm

It wasn’t easy being a successful business woman and a single parent but Jackie
Jagessar made it look it easy. A former model and beauty queen…the 48 year old
East Indian woman was the owner of one of the city’s most popular restaurants..
“Jackie’s on the Boulevard”.. and the mother of an 11 year old son..Johnny. She
evenly divided her time between running her business and devoting her time to her
son. With her managers overseeing the final phase of business for the night…Jackie
was upstairs in the penthouse apartment above the restaurant..helping Johnny with his
homework.

Dressed in a long sleeved red blouse and loose fitting khaki pants.. Jackie reviewed
her son’s Mathematics homework..and his book report for English Literature. “I
honestly don’t see anything wrong with your homework Johnny…everything checks
out…looks like you’ll get straight A’s again from your teachers when grade review
happens at the end of the month..” said Jackie as she passed the fingers of her right
hand through her son’s short, thick black hair. “Thanks for helping me with my
homework Mom…Can I surf the Internet now?” asked Johnny inquisitively as he
looked up into his mother’s brown eyes. Jackie leaned towards him in a way which
made the thin pearl necklace around her neck dangle slightly..and partially offered a
glimpse into the narrow slit of her blouse.

“All right Johnny…but don’t stay up too late…I have to check on things in the
restaurant...make a check of the books.. before I get out of these clothes…change
into TIGER CAT..and go out to locate some new criminal activity that’s been taking
place in the city…” replied Jackie. Her young son was the only person entrusted with
this secret. “Gosh Mom..I wish I could see you in action as Tiger Cat…Maybe I could
even help…” offered the young boy eagerly. Jackie smiled as she knelt down beside
him. “You do help sweetheart.. by being so grown up..it helps me..while I’m out there
battling the criminal underworld in Trinidad.. besides.. what kind of heroine would go
out and fight crime before making sure her son does his homework..” quipped Jackie
as she kissed Johnny on the forehead and walked out of his bedroom..heading towards
their private elevator.

After the restaurant closed one hour later and the books had been audited..Jackie
pressed a hidden panel and the wall opened to reveal a hidden chamber
where an ocelot pelt bodysuit hung from a single rack. Jackie kicked off her high heel
shoes..slipped off all her clothes..including her white lace bra and panties in record
time…revealing a shapely and athletically trim brown body. Her slender muscled legs
slipped into the botton of the suit. Her ivory-painted toenails were visible through the
special stockings which covered her bare feet.

The spotted suit highlighted every inch of Jackie's taut abdomen, her large round
breasts and even her nipples as it was moved into place. After tying her shoulder
length brown hair into place,.. Jackie slipped her arms into her costume's sleeves
which had claw-like gloves at the ends. The hood was slipped over her head and ended
just above her nose and cherry-red lips. Her brown eyes were concealed behind the
spotted mask while cat's ears stood atop her head. Jackie then wrapped a black, multi-
compartmental belt across her shapely waist and secured it in place by clicking the
ocelot head belt buckle into place.

Minutes later, a sleek spotted BMW sportscar was speeding through the darkened
streets of Port-of-Spain. Her eyes staring straight ahead, Tiger Cat's erotic bare feet
worked the pedals as she drove. The dashboard in front of her had a radar screen.. a
police scanner which allowed her to monitor all police frequencies..and several other
buttons which offered Jackie an arsenal of options literally at her finger tips.
“According to the information I’ve been able to glean from the police radio.. my
intelligence gathering and the daily press…there seems to have been a significant
increase in crime in the Sea Lots district..I think that’s a good a place as any to start”
resolved the voluptuous vigilante as she worked the gears and pedals of her Tiger Car.

A small shanty town.. consisting of rows upon rows of derelict wooden and galvanized
roofed shacks on the southern edge of the prosperous capital city… Sea Lots was an
eye sore ..a haven for poverty and a breeding ground for criminal activity.
It was not long before the Tiger Car pulled up near an abandoned..deteriorating
warehouse…surrounded by overgrown bushes and trees which was the entrance to the
community of Sea Lots. Her car door opened and her long legs stretched as she
climbed out of her car. Her large breasts swayed from side to side as Tiger Cat bravely
and boldly walked inside the darkened warehouse.. towards the sounds of human
activity on the other side. As she approached the entrance to the maze of squatters’
shacks…she encountered three young boys..who could not have been more than
16 years old..smoking marijuana over an open oil drum with a fire burning inside it.

“Who you is bitch?!” snarled one of the young men as he pulled out a knife from his
back pocket. “Clearly you boys spend more of your time committing crime rather than
in school getting an education..” quipped Tiger Cat as she assumed her trademark pose
Her hands on her shapely hips..her long legs spread slightly apart while her ample
bust was pushed forward with confidence. “I ent like them big words!!” snarled the
knife-wielding youth as he lunged towards the busty crimefighter. Tiger Cat easily
evaded his attack..countering with a righ handed karate chop to the back of his
neck. As he fell senseless to the ground.. another youth rushed forward… holding a
lead pipe in his left hand. Jackie thrust her left leg forward..driving the ball of her left
foot solidly into the youth’s jaw. He groaned as he slumped to the ground..senseless..
a couple feet away from the first youth. The third youth turned and ran.
The heroine gave chase..following him into his domain and away from the civilized
part of Port-of-Spain. Weaving her way through the narrow passageways between
the shacks…reaching into her utility belt..the sexy She-Cat pulled out a spotted
boomerang which she aptly termed her Tigerrang. With a flick of her right hand..
she sent her weapon flying towards the retreating youth. He cried out as the Tigerrang
struck him in the back..the force sending him crashing into a pile of nearby old tyres.
“I always was good at sports…and it looks like I haven’t lost any of my bowling skills.”
remarked Jackie as she replaced her weapon in her belt…as she approached the fallen
youth.
Just then at least 15 hardback Negro men emerged from the shacks immediately
surrounding her..brandishing cutlasses, knives and wooden clubs. “Okay boys..We
can do this easy..or hard..” declared Tiger Cat as she raised her arms and spread her
legs in a fighting stance. At that moment..an old, bald Negro man dressed in a fish net
vest..short pants and rubber slippers emerged through the hoodlums who were eager
to exact payback on the curvaceous crusader. Jackie recognized him immediately from
the police reports she had studied.

“The game is over Shabooz…as the top community eader here in Sea Lots..you
must know about the new wave of crime coming out of Sea Lots…I’ve already
put a lot of your gang members in prison over the last few weeks…there’s lots more
room in there for whoever else wants to join them…So come quietly.. I’m taking you
to the police for questioning…and then I have other places to be tonight..” declared
Tiger Cat. The gang leader stroked his gray beard and then spoke. “Look like yuh
find meh out Tigah Kyat…I go give yuh want yuh want…meh crew go stan down..
Le we talk in meh shack…” said Shabooz as he gestured towards a wooden structure
located behind him.

“Glad to see that you understand that you can’t fight justice Shabooz..Rest assured
..I will see to it that you get a fair hearing from the authorities…” replied Jackie as she
followed…the gang leader into his derelict abode.. as Shabooz’s men disappeared
back into their respective shacks. Inside the shack..a pitch oil flambeaux on a
small wooden table provided the only light. “So what can you tell me about the
criminals who are behind this crime wave Shabooz…it’s ambitious..especially for
the felons here in Sea Lots…Petty crime..robberies and drug dealing have been your
crews main hobbies…” said Tiger Cat as she once again assumed her heroic pose.
Hands on her curvy hips..long legs slightly apart..and her ample bust pushed forward.
“Ah does remember more when I has a drink…maybe you could join meh in one
Tigah Kyat…?” stated Shabooz as he poured a liquid from a black glass bottle into
two plastic cups. “I didn’t come here to socialize Shabooz…I came here to get
information…” replied the Trinidadian Amazon. “Ah dat yuh go get…” said the gang
leader.

Lulled into complacency…Tiger Cat was taken completely by surprise when Shabooz
flung the liquid in the cups directly on to her broad chest..and achieved immediate
results. “Oohhh…some kind of cheap alcohol.. thrown on to my Tiger Breasts!..
soaking right through my costume.. my Tiger Nipples.....I’m feeling..so sleepy…”
confessed Jackie..as her head dipped between her large breasts..and she
staggered drunkenly towards Shabooz. The community leader did not let his
advantage slip..picking up a leather belt from the table. “Unnnhhh!!!..Uunnhh!!!
Uunnhhh!!!” groaned the busty heroine..reeling backwards as Shabooz belted her across
her large breasts.. repeatedly over her hardening nipples which were becoming visible
under her costume.

Dazed and disoriented…Tiger Cat fell flat on her back on a foam mattress which
served as her host’s bed. The older criminal moved swiftly..removing the heroine’s
utility belt in a single action and producing another bottle..from which he poured more
of the same cheap alcohol on to her chest. “Uuuhhhhh…making my Tiger Nipples..
drunk…Tiger Breasts..getting..so sleepy…thoughts of men.. playing with my Tiger
Breasts…teasing my Tiger Nipples…making them..so…hhh..hhh..hhh..hhh..hhh..hhh
aaa..aaa..aaa..aaa..aaa…aaa…rrr..rrr…rrr…ddd…” moaned the helpless Trinidadian
Amazon..who managed to raise herself into a sitting position on the bed..but for some
strange reason..took no action to defend herself.

To be continued