Madeline takes the opportunity to educate her father

"Tomorrow is the day I'm going black, daddy," Madeline bragged to her shocked father, smirking at his pallid expression and he struggled to come to terms with the announcement. "Being racist is like the worst thing someone can be in the world," she continued to lecture him. "It's been like fifteen years since Master Luther King and the blacks won the civil war, and yet they pretty much still have to be slaves or something."

"My own boss is a black man!" Peter shook his head wearily at his daughter's grasp of history, wincing at the light-headed feeling as he struggled with what she was saying. "You're still a girl, Maddie, and you don't know what you're talking about."

"You don't know what you're talking about!" Madeline snapped defiantly, stepping forward and pointing accusingly. "Maybe like you say, maybe every black man just wants to fuck a pretty blonde girl, well, maybe they deserve to, huh? Like, when they try with me or Lexi and we don't and they ask if we're racists, well, aren't we? Maybe the world would be a better place if more white girls got fucked by black men."

"You and Lexi what?" Peter asked, feeling confused and light-headed again.

"And somebody's like just sign this contract saying you're eighteen or whatever," Madeline continued. "And why are we saying no? Especially when the internet has so many white girls like us just going for it, and Lexi's like why not us, it could be fun, right?"

"So, that was Lexi on the phone?" Peter concluded, unable to believe what he was hearing. "And the two of you want to have sex with blacks?" Peter wondered why he was feeling so aroused by the idea of his innocent daughter and her best friend since childhood being defiled by big black thugs...