Prologue
Sugar held her breath and with great care and caution attempted to tiptoe past her mother and uncle lying naked on the floor. But as she started to go past them, Uncle Ben popped open one eye drunkenly. His hand shot out and grabbed Sugar's ankle. "Please!" Sugar pleaded as she struggled against his hold. Then a cold fear began crawling in the pit of her stomach as she felt her mother grab her from behind and help Uncle Ben wrestle her to the floor. Trying desperately to fight against them, Sugar wondered in horror if she was fated to become like her sluttish mother. Was there no escape from the depravity surrounding her?