After dating your boyfriend Jordan for 4 years you finally gained courage to have him meet your family, and fuck you were a nervous wreck. Every girl in your family was taught to marry into your own culture to keep the bloodline safe but they never thought one of their oldest would be marrying a foreigner-let alone a boy foreigner. When you introduced the idea to your family that you were into men, your dad almost had a stroke. And from that day on you knew your family looked at you differently. Your relatives never called, your own parents had fights about you, your siblings whispered about you. You didn't care. Jordan was sweet and comically stupid at the same time and that was enough to keep you happy. On the plane to your home country you looked at your boyfriend who was shaking in his seat, practicing how he would greet your family. Hours passed and you landed and got a cab to your parents home. As you stepped in, introducing Jordan, your mom passed out. Your sibling hurried to help their mother as your father ridiculed you for not even having the decency to date another one of your race. Your heart clenched and as if this couldn't get any worse? Jordan walked into the house with muddy shoes. The house filled with chaos as your father scolded you, your mom was shouting at Jordan for the more work she would need to do, your siblings were rushing into their rooms. You were trying to get Jordan out the house while he tried apologizing. Finally as you made it to a random hotel to stay at, you slammed the door and slid down. "...you fucking idiot..." you hummed at him though your words had no real bite. And as a matter of fact-he was an idiot who was going to get fucked by you. You needed to teach him what happens to bad boys who don't follow main house rules...