Welcome to the weekend! 
Deacon sees Lud in a new light …
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I sought to push the men off me, but fists started flying, and one punch caught me in the groin. I was glad of the jock strap and cup I wore, a habit learned from painful experience working the diner at night when things got rough. The blow hurt a little, but not as much as it could have.
Suddenly, I heard a roar, and the guys who attacked me were dispatched one by one. When I looked up, there was Lud, dressed to the nines in a black suit and burgundy shirt, cleanshaven, knocking each man unconscious before they could even make a move. I was so shocked, I could only stare.
What the fuck?
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Hahaha…not sure I’d even want to eat, let alone work, at a diner where one feels compelled to wear a cup!
Right?! LOL
Very intense!
Thanks
All he needs is the white charger!
Agreed!!
Heh, Lud has certainly got his attention!
Definitely!
Oh my goodness. A hero in a black suit. I might be fanning myself a little.
Me, too!
Wow, that’s a vivid image!
Thank you
Thank heaven for wise forethought! ~grin~ Thank you for sharing. Be well. And Happy Writing!
Thanks, Darla!