The latest mess, however, was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Their moronic daughter and two guy pals climbed over my fence and decided an at...empted threesome in my yard was the best way to spend an afternoon – I hollered at them before any parts were exposed. A ten-minute shouting session directed at her parents left me hopeful that I would never hear from them again. My words must’ve struck a chord because later that night Steffi – the offending party – visited me. Nineteen years old,. I have to force my self not to stare at her little erect nipples. "Mister R., I have a flat tire." She tells me with a pouty face. She is one of my favourites. Her gymnast-figure has developed for a year now. Blond hair with a smile to die for. Skinny with the cutest little titties and a perfectly formed ass. "Come in," I tell her against my basic rule. I know she lives a hour-walk away so I decide to help. She parks her bicycle in the hallway. "You have a towel or something," she asks with. Once flagged we could look at it to see how many more were there together. We could also see where they were off campus - up to five miles - and could be alerted as they left campus. It also meant that if a girl was abducted we could get a location, as long as she still had the card on her. That immediately changed the objection to the GPS.We decided that we would not consult or notify legal that we had activated the GPS. Begging forgiveness later was preferred to being told to disable and not. Eleanor has lived her entire life being pampered in a spacious manor in London, England. Though she wants for no physical possessions, her heart aches for a freedom that thus far has been denied to her. After all, an English noblewoman has expectations, and hers' come in the form of a young man named Charles Tarell. Charles Tarell is Eleanor's betrothed, and is the eldest son of a wealthy member of the East India Company. Their betrothal is meant to seal a partnership between their fathers,.