Prelude

Fourteen year old Sarah Freeman’s mother had died just six weeks before from breast cancer, her Stepfather Steven Jamison had left Sarah alone for the most part. He expected her to do the household chores, cleaning, do the laundry, and cooking. She stepped up and did her part, she kept the house clean, cooked their meals, did the laundry, and kept up her grades by doing her homework and studying. She knew that her Mom would have wanted her to do all of those things and she, to honor her mother, was happy to do them.

Then the despondent Steven started to drink, trying to drown his grief with the mind numbing properties of alcohol. At first it was just occasionally, only on the weekends, but then he started drinking as soon as he got home from work. Then he had a drink first thing in the morning.

After three warnings to stop coming to work with alcohol on his breath, he was fired from his job. That was fine with him, it meant that he could drink all day. Then he started touching Sarah, on her shoulder, her elbow, and her neck.

One evening after supper Sarah was doing the dishes at the kitchen sink, rinsing everything and loading them into the dishwasher, when her Stepdad came up behind her. He hugged her, putting his hands on her hips and pulled her back against his erection. Then he slid his hands up and cupped each of her small “A” cup breasts in the palms of both hands. She struggled to get away from him, pushing back quickly he fell backward taking her with him. His head hit the seat of the kitchen table’s chair knocking him out. It didn’t kill him, a sober man might have died, but not a drunk, never a drunk man.

Sarah knew that soon he would want her to fully take the place of her mother. She knew what her mother and he had done at night when they thought she was asleep. She used to watch them from their bedroom door, as her mother would suck his dick, and he would eat her pussy. Sometimes at the same time. She watched them fuck in several different positions. She was envious of her mother’s orgasms, no matter how much she would rub her pussy, she had never had one. But she didn’t want that old drunk bastard to fuck her, much less take her virginity! She needed to get away, far away.