immediately sorry he had , colt frowned , dropped his fork onto the bright orange food tray and reluctantly swallowed . looking back , it was sort of a mean thing to do , but as kids we did not know any better . my underwear was stained ; just a drop of blood , but enough for me to know that this was it . if those bastards want to strike , then fire them all . when he touched me- '' `` he touched you ? '' she thought of herself as independent , not needing protection . 