A Lady Indeed

"Blue-eyed boys are always getting me into trouble," she said in a sultry voice.
I smiled, as I looked into those warm brown Latina eyes, so soft yet full of mischief.
"I'll be back in a sec guys," said Tracy as she got up from the table and headed towards the ladies room.
"Jack," said Mike, the cook I was relieving, "you need to be careful with Tracy, her name used to be Tommy."
"I know Mike," I replied, "we met last night."
Yes, that was when I met Tracy. I had worked the evening shift at the truck stop and as I walked home through the park, I overheard an argument coming from a wooded area. I decided to investigate and soon saw a big guy standing over a woman that was trying to get up off the ground.
"I'm gonna mess you up bad you faggy bitch," he roared as he grabbed a handful of her blouse to pull her up by while he drew back to strike her.
Without thinking, I launched myself forward and grabbed his fist with one hand, jerking him back. As He spun towards me with a snarl, I drove the heel of my palm into his nose as hard as I could. He fell backwards with a thud and I quickly kicked him in the nuts for good measure. He groaned loudly and curled into a ball as I turned to help the lady up. As I helped her brush off her clothes she thanked me profusely. Turning, as I heard a rustling behind me, I saw the man on his hands and knees, attempting to get up. Again I didn't think, simply reacted and kicked his blood splattered face hard, putting him down for the count.
"Is he dead?" she asked when she saw no movement from his sprawled body.
"No," I replied, "but he'll have one hell of a headache when he comes to later. By the way, I'm Jack."
"I'm Tracy, Jack, and I am so glad you came along when you did. I sure picked up a bad one this time."
"I guess he thought he had found some free pussy, judging from what I heard. Are you going to be all right?" I asked.