The men would push the trucks hard to clear the snow from the roads as fast as they could, but they could end up in a ditch if they hit a high or a re...lly slick spot. They all had radios and their cell phones, so they could call for help if they weren't knocked unconscious. Hmm. I'd heard that some cars were being delivered with systems that would automatically call for help in the event of a crash. I decided to ask Bernie if there was anything like that available to retrofit the sand trucks.I. I loaded the messenger program. I saw straight away that my identitywas no longer Harry Jackson 35 but Harriet Jackson 35. My only contactwas Charlotte Taylor 131. I could guess who that was, but she wasn'tonline. My parents had been planning this for weeks.To pass the time I loaded Internet Explorer and started Googling. Ineeded to find out about girls' fashions and St Theresa's school. Ifound that a couple of fashion sites had been added to my favourites. Ifollowed the links and was soon. "I took a sip of my wine and asked, "What do you think is different then?"She looked long and thoughtfully at me, again I thought I'd blown it,eventually she answered, "I think there's more steel in you, don't takethis wrong Nicky, but before you could be quite easily swayed, but I feelthat you've toughened up."I laughed at this and said, "You mean swayed by the likes of that pratGrenville?"She gave a real guffaw at that and snorted, "Yah, that's exactly what Imean, so what's changed?"I decided. There was no conversation between us during the drive to the restaurant, while having food or while returning back. Total awkward silence.We reached back and she quickly closed and locked all the doors and windows. We played the video on the TV at low volume.In the GoPro video: Audrey took the GoPro from me and placed it on the desk. She jumped on me and we were making out on the couch. Within a few minutes, I flipped her over. I was on top of her groping her boobs while we made out. Audrey was.