He tries

As he helped his first client, Rick thought about Eliza's words. He had been fixating on his revenge idea but when he thought about it, he was better off now than he had been at bio-DNA. Sure he'd made more money there but his clients were giving him tips here, he had a place to stay, and most importantly, he was having better sex now than he ever had in his life. Not just better sex for him, either. The women were craving what he offered and coming back for more.

Sure those assholes at bio-DNA deserved pretty much anything bad that happened to them but did it have to be Rick that made it happen. Of course, on the other hand, if he didn't, who would?

He handled two full massages and one mini, with both of the full massage women asking for his 'special' treatment and tipping generously when he delivered orgasms to both. One woman, an African American woman with a fantastic set of breasts and sexy ass, even claimed she'd never actually had a full orgasm before and that he'd opened her eyes to new possibilities.

Rick grabbed a coffee and headed to a curtained off area that Usha had designated the 'staff break room.' He was sitting peacefully, zoning out a little as he relaxed and recharged when he was hit with a solid thump to his back.

"What the--" He whirled around. Since he'd started the bio-DNA treatment, nobody had been able to sneak up on him. Which meant either someone was very sneaky or the treatment was failing. He certainly hoped the treatment wasn't failing but it was a scary thought. It was time he did some research on what had happened to the alpha product testers.

What had hit him was Nicki, who looked completely angry. "What did you tell my mother?" she demanded.

"I didn't tell her anything. I asked her to think about where you were in your life and on exactly where your father is leading you."

"And now she says I can't go to New York with him. He was going to take me shopping."

Oh, the horrors. To be denied a chance to go shopping with an abusive jerk.

"Well, Nicki, you're eighteen, right?"

"Of course."

"That means you're legally an adult. Your mother can give you advice but she can't forbid you to go to New York with your father. What she can do is tell you that you'd be an idiot to go anyplace alone with him. If he hasn't hurt you yet, that's only because he's been grooming you. And if he has hurt you, there was a lesson there you should have learned."

"But... but I want to go shopping. And it's New York. He'd take me to plays and stuff."

It was the 'and stuff' that Rick and Olivia were both worried about. Still, as he'd said, Nicki was an adult now. She'd have to make her own decisions.

"So, are you going to give me a massage?" she continued as if it was perfectly natural to change the subject after a conversation like that.

He had an hour to himself. If he wanted to, he could slide her into that time slot. Or he could tell her she should grow up and buzz off.

It wasn't a tough decision.