I had closed my eyes and just enjoying as I could not do much in the heavy crowd, nor resist the crowd. I found one hand raising my skirt from the fro...t side and another assisting him from back side. They had raised my skirt and exposed my panties to the crowd to see and enjoy. " Oh, see how she is all excited and wet. See the big wet patch on her panties. She loves all this. Let us too enjoy her." some on commented. I could feel many eyes eagerly looking at my exposed body, covered only in. I waved back to her hoping that she might see me from my window. As the plane took off I could see the ground go by so fast that to me it was just a blur.It had been 2hours since we took off from the airport and we had just crossed the time zone, so I had to set my watch to Pacific Time. The pilot said that we had now get ready to land into LAX and that we'd be landing in 10minutes. When the plane landed and reached the gate I had to get off. I was walking to the doors when I saw my father. “Get the fuck out of here, nigger” she heard her father say. “There is no way that my baby daughter is going out with a nigger coon like you.”Marci was mortified. Her parents were racists just like Kimberly said. She ran back to her room and sobbed her eyes out. Jamal didn’t need to stick around. He had just needed to prove to Marci that her parents were racist. Marci’s mother came to Marci and tried to console her but it was clear that she agreed with her father. “Both of her parents were. If, however, you are one of a growing number of men, and women, young, or old, that is fascinated by this particular subject matter, then feel free to read on! Also, I use a religious point of view only as a plot device, so if you are sensitive to that, pro, or con, also be for warned. I use the religious theme in this story because of the long, and fluid nature of the history of religion in general. In other words, one person's definition of a 'cult' can be another person's devote.