She smiled at her.“What fantasy is that?” she asked.“Never mind,” Hailey said. “I have to have some secrets. Are you coming to lunch with me...?”“Nah,” Tiffany said. “You don’t need the competition. You’re going to have a hard enough time without me gazing at your guy with a look of longing.”“God, you amaze me,” Hailey said. “I really worried that this morning would be ... awkward.”“I’m adaptable,” Tiffany said. “I’ve had to be. I’m going to hold you to treating me as your equal.”“I’m glad,”. With her head resting on his shoulder, Cliff heard her whisper, "Please!" He kept his hand in place, and they fell asleep.Daylight coming through the blinds finally awakened him. He realized he had his arm around this lovely girl nestled against him. When he softly squeezed the breast he was holding, he heard a warm sound from deep in her throat. She rolled over on her side and faced him with her arm coming around and over him. He could feel her long fingers stroking his chest. Looking over, he. That would be adding insult to the process – you know?”She paused and looked at him, “Keeping my handicap hidden wasn’t as complex as it might be on Earth or here on Chaos. All I had to do was flash a titty or my pussy at a Cassandrian male, and he would shoot and go limp, or maybe even go limp from intimidation. Then I could complain, without contradiction, that I was frustrated and seek ‘relief’ with a similarly frustrated woman.” She added, “Most Cassandrian women are bi-sexual – you. She was late 40's attractively slim with no outstanding physical features such as big tits or extra nice ass etc but in general a nice figure and she dressed fashionably well . I began to stalk her on the train with the precision of a sexual predator hungry for prey. I would make sure I would stand next to her on the train while her husband was standing right next to her and try to get her attention by staring at her. It eventually escalated to me standing behind her on the packed train in the.