<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Jayson Green (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163693.msg7611173#msg7611173)</span></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i974.photobucket.com/albums/ae223/i_izu/1666_zps11ebc87c.jpg)</div><br/>Jayson's heart dropped as the other man withdrew his hand and asked for a quiet room where he could be alone. And truth to be told it wasn't just for the missed chance of earning some extra tips tonight, but also because he had honestly wanted to be a companion for the new member of the bathhouse. But... he understood... Or at least partially he understood. Even if his own experience with an out-of-the-bathhouse master had been far from what Isaac and Trent had had, it had still been so hard to move on after it had been over. Even today - so many years later, he would still feel sometimes a bit nervous when submitting to someone...<br/><br/>"Of course, Master Trent... as you wish." He bowed his head and waved a hand graciously to lead the other man to the far end of the locker room that led to a hallway with lots of doors , each leading to different rooms - most of them meant for relaxation, meditation, massages, and... well... other sorts of relaxation. But yeah, each one of them was quiet, dark and just the perfect place to hide and relax. He opened the third door on the left and nodded to Trent to get inside. He hurried after him, quickly dimming the lights, lighting a few scented candles and adjusting the stereo to soft music that was hardly audible. He took out a glass and a few drinks - among which some expensive whiskey, wine, soda and even cold tea. "Feel at home, Master Trent. If you need anything, just ring the bell and an available servant would come to you right away." He waved his hand at the button that was resting near the huge leather couch. "If you seek my companionship later, ask for Jayson, sir. I will be happy to see you again." He bowed his head, offered a small smile and left his guest alone.<br/><br/>Once in the hallway a heavy sigh escaped Jayson's lips. He felt so bad for Trent, but he guessed that he couldn't do anything for him until the other was ready to ask for it. He headed back to the locker rooms, guessing that it was about time the members of the bathhouse to start arriving for a night full of excitement, lust and pleasure. Hopefully he was going to manage to find someone who would like to have him for the evening - he did need that extra cash to fix the damn heater back at home...<br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatright"><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">...<strong>is currently back at the locker rooms alone...</strong></span></em></div><br/><hr/>