The Greatest Game of All — Keith Brooke

At first I believed her in her proclamations of love. I couldn't believe her when she promised it would last forever, but sometimes I thought Maybe.



Once, when she told me in the throes of orgasm that she would always love me, absently I said, "Will you really?" She looked at me, hurt, eased her grip on me and turned away. Why was she angry? If her words were true she should have reassured me, she should not have been so hurt.



She signed the contract in '16. She vowed to love me forever and, upon breaching the contract, to relinquish any claim on my property or person, all couched in expensive legalese. I should have been satisfied but I was not. Broken contracts were not unheard of, paper could never seal our bond.