"I didn't know. Still don't, really. But he could. Got me down on the floor, shorts around my knees and..." She makes a crude gesture with one hand. "It wasn't all the way or anything, so for a long time, I wasn't sure if it counted. There was...I'm still scared of butterflies, which sounds stupid, but..." She shrugs. "I stayed off school for a week, and then I went back and all the kids started calling me Bloody Mary, and..." She takes a drag on her cigarette. "It fucking sucked."