My body is pressed against the woman who got on in front of me, the remaining five passengers that managed to get on with me are crushed against my le...t and right arms and two more behind me. My body is held so tight by the weight of the other passengers that my left arm is stuck at an angle across my hip so that my hand, is more or less in front of my groin. The woman to my right is also at an angle to me and try as we might to try to create even a slight respectful distance, my right arm. One time he was out in the middle of the pasture grazing with it hanging from his horns.Billy is the breeder, a large, one-and-fifty pound goat that only thinks about eating, sleep and sex. He can be mean to, luckily though he likes me, so isn’t as mean.Out by the troughs, my legs surrounded by goats, I finish up and turn to head back around the barn and out the gate. That’s when I feel something big and heavy slam into my back knocking me down and onto my hands and knees. I’m quick to realize. Are you flirting with me?” Vivian offered a coy smile. As he stepped back and looked her up and down. It gave her a chance to check him out a little more. James was no older than his mid-thirties. He was handsome, trim, well dressed, and after a quick glance, appeared to be alone. “It was not my intention, but I would be a fool not to be interested in a woman like you. So, it is only flirting if it’s working. I suppose.” He flashed a bright, welcoming smile. “Oh, Mister James, it’s working.”. I felt comfortable in my slacks and blouse. I could relax and not worry about my legs or someone trying to look up my skirt! I don’t think Anna ever thought about that because her legs were always lady-like. As a teacher, Angela was stared at enough to know how to sit and move automatically. She and I both moved with a feline grace that Anna didn’t have. I thought it was our martial arts training though wasn’t sure.I had learned that men’s eyes watched me. I noticed that one set of those eyes.