Marlon Brando asks a favor of Rose Taylor, a woman of color, to participate in a staged arranged marriage with him. Scandal arises from Marlon's drastic decision. Things get heated as they realize that things aren't so artificial at all.
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Marlon and I managed to have a friendship for quite a while. For one whole year, Marlon set aside his constant libido in favor of our friendship. At this point, he found himself filming a new film, Désirée. Marlon was relieved to find he could eat as much as he wanted for the role. In the film, he was casted as Napoleon, who was much more rotund than Marlon's slim physique.
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Marlon had more than one success in his screen career now, so he strived to experiment. He was ready to shed away his oversexed image in favor for a more serious one.
Marlon wrote me constantly, telling me about his experiences while filming. He kept silent about his liaisons, although I'm sure they existed. We talked on the phone regularly, every other night he'd beg me to fly out to Hollywood. Sure, Marlon and I were no longer lovers, but I held a special place in his heart. I was always there to console him, and he always allowed me to confide in him in return.
Things between Marlon and I truly couldn't get better. I couldn't wait to catch up even more on all that's happened in the past few months. After arriving at the studio, an assistant led me to the film stage Marlon was working. Once I stepped in that room, I didn't see him at first. So many people hustled and bustled around the studio, I noticed men fixing up the sets that the actors performed on.
My heart fluttered at the sight of him in the crowd. Many people were around him. For the most part, he looked just as handsome as I'd always remembered him. He wore a fitted uniform that dated back to the French Revolution. His hair looked silly because of his film role, but he was handsome nonetheless. A cigarette hung out of his mouth like usual— he'd told me he quit those things!
I didn't care about his cigarettes. All I wanted to do was run over to Marlon and have him see I'd arrived. I was sure he wouldn't be able to contain his excitement.
Suddenly, I stopped in my tracks.
As the crowd cleared, I noticed that Marlon was next to someone. Next to a woman. She was exceptionally beautiful. Young, probably around the same age as me. Short black hair that curled around her head, a button nose, tan skin. What made my stomach turn were her eyes. The look in her eyes had the same glimmer as most women and men in the presence of Marlon. I could only imagine what words he was serenading her with.
Marlon was in the middle of laughing when he happened to make eye contact with me. His eyes widened as he quickly took his cigarette out of his mouth. The beautiful girl looked confused at his sudden change in character.
Now there was no going back. I had to go over and introduce myself. After taking a deep, well needed breath, I began walking through the crowd. Now I could see her figure, it was just like how Marlon preferred a woman to be. Curvy. They looked so cozied up next to each other, they didn't look like they needed a third person in the conversation.
As I got closer, the girl noticed me. Her eyebrow rose and she looked me up and down. Then, she turned to Marlon and placed her hand on one of the badges on his costume. "These make you look so put together. You're so fancy on this uniform."
