Method of Desire

Method of Desire

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Patricia is a Jamaican-American student at Hunter College in New York. When she meets Marlon Brando, an up and coming actor in the year 1948, her life changes forever. Marlon teaches her all the pleasures and desires one can possibly experience in life. #1 in #brando Instagram: @vintagexpast Twitter: @vintagexpast Cover by: @/elizlou on IG Warning: There are BDSM themes in this book, and heavy dominant/submissive play
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*SHORT STORY* *ROMANTIC DRAMA* *WARNING: - Language - Violence - Racial Tension/Discrimination *2021-2021 🎥 I strolled down the city streets of the big apple itself: New York City. I come from a small town in Nebraska, and being in a big city like this gives me this level of confidence. Like I belong here. This is where I am supposed to be. My trench coat flapped around my legs as the wind picked up and the heels of my shiny black dress shoes snapping on the sidewalk. I was surrounded by other business/working men and women. Once I turned the corner of a tall and wide building. The sun decided to finally show its face today. That's when I saw her. Her large black ringlets became blown by the breeze and her long skirt rippled against her shapely legs. The dirty apron she wore cinched her womanly waist. The sun rays made her skin glow like the angel she appeared to be. I couldn't help but grin like a fool. But I didn't care. All I knew was that I should like to go and talk to her. I took in a deep breath and gripped my briefcase before quickly ushering over to her. "Pardon me miss?" 🎥

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