You're tired of being submissive

A part of you desperately wants to give up, to let the girls take control... take responsibility. But you've tried that route. You let Amber ride, roughshod, over you for your entire time together. Now that you think about it, you pretty much did the same at work... even letting Crystal get the promotion thanks to the help you gave her without ever standing up for yourself. And look where that path has taken you... to couch-surfing, unemployment, singleness, and sexual frustration.

No more.

"You know," you say, "this is my project. From your perspective, you're my research assistants. You work with me on my project and your piece of it is what you need for your dissertation."

"Well," Mara says, "you know that research assistants get paid."

Unless things had changed a lot in the few years since you were in college, you suspect they don't get paid much.

"God, I love no more teach undergrads basic physics lab," Anna adds. "How much you pay us?"

There always was a catch, wasn't there? How the hell was he going to pay them.

"Five percent of the net," he suggested.

Mara laughed. "Fifteen."

"Each," Anna added.

"Deal. But if you want fifteen, you need to appear on the stream, let me interview you."

"Yeah, sure," Anna agreed.

"Oh, and you agree to let me choose what you wear."

"Like you're some expert on girly fashion," Mara protested.

"He have us wear underwear and push bras," Anna said. "My tits are fine with no bra."

Well, she had a point. He had been thinking of sexy outfits and push-up bras. And he had to agree that her tits were more than fine.

"You tell us dress sexy but let us decide," Anna concluded. "Then is deal."