<div class="floatright">(http://i425.photobucket.com/albums/pp340/daggeroflath/tumblr_mfjn49GNI41rkqayvo1_500_zpsfe937118.jpg)</div><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Trent</span></div><hr/><br/>Trent felt Jayson's soft hand gently touch his, revealing just how much his hands were trembling. Trent was feeling so nervous that he felt a little sick, his hand was shaking and he bit his lip. All the choices Jayson was offering seemed so overwhelming. He hadn't expected this, he'd made it through college and work just fine making all sorts of choices for himself all the time. Being here in the bathhouse it felt different though, particularly when he was feeling attracted to Jayson and aroused by the sight of his firm body in the little servant's skirt.<br/><br/>Part of him felt as though he were being unfaithful to Isaac, which was insane but he couldn't help himself. He was scared that if he stood here much longer, holding onto Jayson's hand he'd find himself falling in love with him. He hadn't ever learned how to give half his heart to someone and worried that he was standing on the edge of a precipice.<br/><br/>He gave Jayson's hand a gentle squeeze and then withdrew his hand.<br/>"I'm sorry. I can't do this. Not now." he looked up at Jayson, "Is there a dark, quiet room somewhere I can just lie down for a minute? I want to be alone."