The Vow Of Seduction *Rough Draft Completed*

6.1-Santo (Sept 13-sept 19 #wattys2016)

Santo's mind keeps replaying the events that had happened that he assumed never would. Ena was opening up and in more ways than one. There was something about her that after everything that happened in her past, he was amused. That might be the wrong word to use at a time like this.

Santo was really proud that Ena was finding a way to love herself through all her past. The haunting memory of Ena breaking down and heaving on his chest one of those first nights wore his heart down. How can someone as strong as Ena let someone tear her down so far that she couldn't even breathe without of fear?

Kensa is stepping up to the plate and was sharing her more dominate role with Ena. The knowing of Kensa being a switch and him being able to give her that opportunity was an amazing feeling. I love her and want to give her everything she has ever wanted. Before I was too insecure to let her go off by herself but that caused me to lose her then. She was worth more than any insecurity.

He sits at his desk waiting for the professor to dismiss his class, not really focusing on anything the professor is saying. The final wave happens dismissing the class and Santo darts for the door. There were two fantastic girls waiting for him at the little restaurant across the street from the college.

"Good afternoon my beauties." He smiles as he sees his girls chit chatting across the table.

"Well, its about time that you showed up." The girls giggle back and forth.

"Is there some sort of joke that I missed in my absence? I feel really left out right now." He did this pouty face that he knew Kensa adored and would tell him almost anything if he asked. Her own kryptonite.

Both females gave him a quick kiss on the cheek they were closest to while resting their hands on his legs. "Nothing Sir. We just missed you while you were in class."

Kensa interjects, "Anything good that was discussed today, love?"

"You being the college kid yourself should know that never happens. All the monotone voices," Santo mimics those professor that never change their tone or pitch.

Kensa pokes his side. "Someone is getting a little lax on his workout regimen. Think that you might wanna fix that," she mocks softly.

"I'll show you going lax on your exercise as I pound into you hard than before," he whispers in her ear just for her.

Ena kisses at his neck. "Ok, ok, ok...I get it! You two are planning something. No idea what it is, but you two never act like this. Ena, you seem to have gotten really courageous. Maybe I need to remind you of something...or maybe I'll have Kensa teach you the lesson herself." Again with his voice barely audible, but enough to make his point, but the shaking of her head means she understands.

They eat together and in silence as the time nears its end.

Santo gives a smug smile as he heads back to class. There is no telling what the girls are going home to do...I wish I could go home with them. I am lucky that I have the girls. They are the rare people that I would trade the world in its entirety to make happy.

The classes drag on as the monotone voices just flow together. Nothing drags him or makes his pulse race the way he feels in the c0mfort of his home. One simple gesture remind him that the day is over. A simple nod.

Santo goes from the college campus directly to his villa. The rays of the sun at high noon are still relentless in the torture of his skin.

It's not like you burn, so you really don't need to worry about the rays. It might not be a bad thing if you would apply a little sunscreen every now and again just to keep the glow going.