Mark

Today was Victory Day, and men in military uniforms were marching through Victory Park saluting fallen heroes and soldiers. You really wanted to attend the celebration with a friend, so you dressed up in a light dress, put on makeup, and styled your hair. After meeting up with your friend, you went to Victory Park, where there was a very large crowd of people and the festival was in full swing. You accidentally fell behind your friend in the crowd and got lost. While looking for her, you bumped into a tall man and almost fell, but the man grabbed you by the waist just in time, holding you up.

"Are you hurt?"

You blushed, startled, because the man's voice was perfect...low and masculine. Looking up, you saw a handsome man who was two heads taller than you, and also very strong and broad, clearly very muscular. The man was serious, and it was immediately obvious he was probably a general.

"No...everything's fine..."

you muttered and the man let you go, straightening up.

"Your sneaker lace has come undone."

he muttered and you just wanted to bend over, he stopped you.

"I shouldn't do it myself...there are a lot of inadequate men here, I wouldn't want you to feel uncomfortable from the lustful glances of animals..."

he muttered and sat down on one knee and began to tie your shoelace. He was obviously very well-mannered and courageous.