My interracial experience

This is loosely based on my true story that happened, based upon my recollection, from over a decade ago. The later paths I made up for your fun. :)

Background: I'm Asian American with a petite stature, a relatively curvy figure for 110 lbs., thick hair and a cute smile. I never had a problem attracting both boys and men. I was born in America. My parents immigrated to the U.S. in 1994 and have always gravitated towards their traditional Taiwanese roots. My mother was 15 when she married her husband, who was 48 at the time. She had long dark hair, like I do now, and was thin yet exceptionally curvy for an Taiwanese women, a figure I inherited. She was very submissive, always wearing short, provocative outfits picked out and purchased by my father. Every day she would cook and clean from dust until dawn, all to please my demanding father. Despite his anger, she always dolled herself up with perfect lipstick and nails and did everything she could to please him.

Intro to a synapsis of my evening:

I was an 18 year old freshman from a wealthy suburb in Long Island, New York. My parents grew up in Taiwan, but legally immigrated to Dix Hills, a suburb of New York City housed by doctors, lawyers and industry executives. We were located about an hour east of Manhattan. My school, "Hills East" was comprised of about 90% and 10% Asian. We had zero students of Hispanic, African American, Middle Eastern or any other ethnic decent. That simply was not part of the student demographic.

On a cool Friday September morning back in 2012, my parents offloaded me and a few suitcases of my possessions from their Ford Escalade at my new home, located on the campus of Salisbury University. The University educated about 10,000 students in a small town about an hour Southwest of Ocean City, Maryland.

I entered as a petite, cute confident Asian ready to partake in the Accounting degree my parents outlines for my future. Shortly after we finishing unpacking and my parents depart back to New York, my future roommate arrived. Nicole was a beautiful African American young lady, equipped with the most drip outfit ever alongside perfectly styled dread locks that covering her natural hair all the way down her back. Thank GOD my parents left before they learned I was housed outside of my or the white culture. My parents were inherently racist and to this day hate that.

That evening, Nicole invited me to a house party 20 minutes off campus. Nicole, being a native of Salisbury, Maryland, knew that the best parties were on "Ohio street", housed by the best looking frat boys. I'm used to house parties back home and have partook in my fair share of them back in Dix Hills and Commack, Long Island, but I had no idea what to wear, act or expect.

Nicole sensed my hesitation, looked me in the eyes and said, "You are sexy as fuck. Just be you girl. Dress like you own it and everyone will bow." I pulled out the black Luis Vuitton dress I wore to my prom, the 5 inch black heels my mom told me I couldn't buy, put on my stockings and took a deep breath. I looked in the mirror as I applied my lipstick and thought, tonight I decide if I'm gonna be a boss or a bitch. I hesitated for a moment, smiled and said out loud, "I'm a classy, educated boss and I'll prove that tonight."

I left the bathroom to meet my roommate in the hallway. Nicole was wearing a low cut red top, revealing the majority of her breasts which were significantly larger then mine. She was clearly not wearing a bra as her nipples were poking through her top. Nicole wore tight black leggings that accentuated her butt. That booty was literally like 4x mine and popped a solid 4 inches. Despite her comments, I knew I didn't curve like she did, but decided to go anyway. I made up for it by putting on extra makeup while we waited for our ride.

When we exited the taxi, we took a short walk up a gravel driveway towards a two-story house blasting colorful lights and interesting music. Nicole knocked on the door and waited... No answer. A few moments later she turned the knob, and entered the house. As the door opened, I saw dozens of people. Most appeared to me guys. Everyone inside was black. I don't think anyone noticed us as Nicole entered. She immediately approached a tall black man wearing a white tank top, jeans and air one's in the kitchen. He hugged Nicole, slapped her ass and escorted her inside. I was left outside, alone in my dress, at a party where I'm the only person who isn't black in a town I know nothing about. What do I do?