A Crooked Love Story: Comedyopenmic 33 second entry

Whatever the cost may be, I'm a man bent on having a steady relationship. I spend my days striving for love and striving even harder to hold on to it. Love is a very beautiful thing and when it gets you, there's no escaping. Its been a short time but I'm in love, I know I'm in love. This has to be love because all signs are pointing towards that direction; she's on my mind every damn time, I'm infatuated by these thoughts. It often feels like I'm drowning in emotions, I wear her smile about me and her touch reverberates through my senses all week, she's loved me despite my financial struggle, she stood by me and as fate would have it, she got her big break that pulled us out of financial oblivion but what's love got to do with it?

What seemed like the cure to our financial problems has resulted to mental torture that could potentially destroy our perfect fairy tale love story. We were desperate and looking for ways to make this money. We needed food, we needed clothes and our rent was running out. I'm barely educated and all I knew how to do is wash dishes well that and kissing ass. So far so bad, no one's really been open to hiring professional dishwashers either because we're not needed or we've been replaced by an appliance. Basically, I'm entwined in a sublime clusterfuck and my options are at the nadir. The desperate times called for desperate measure and we did what we had to do.

The disease called poverty led us to our breaking point. In our moment of desperation we made an irreversible decision that brought much monetary gain. All it took was a selfie stick, an 8mp camera and 5minutes of recording one of our sexual encounters that we uploaded on pornhub, xvideos, freethinkers and a few other porn sites. They absolutely loved us. They said our connection was unique, that unlike acting, we had the kind of vibe that meat beaters all over the world love to watch. Things were looking up from then on, as time went on, we started raking in somewhere between $200-$250 monthly. Our silver lining had appeared in the skyline and we were going to ride the wave. We had fans, followers from all over the world; rich weird Asians would anonymously pay exorbitant amounts for live video feeds of our performance while they beat their meat, it felt like a noble contribution to the society that cut across religion and ethnicity, our 15 minutes was in full swing and the limelight paid well. Sadly, all that glitters they say isn't gold and sometimes the best and worst things in the world are the same.

My girlfriend, she loved me, I know she did but her ambition, her drive to be at the top was even stronger than our love. Fuck the porn industry, they're all sexist punks. My girlfriend was always way above my league, our relationship was the 8th wonder. I had no right holding hands with someone like her but alas, she even let me see her naked. In hindsight I guess I should be more appreciative of the hand fate dealt me, but how can I? My reason for living was slowly being taken away from me, like trying to hold water in my palm, I could feel the end. That phone call
It was just a normal Tuesday in June and we were about to make a cosplay scene of Barack Obama pounding the shit out of Oprah in honour of rich black history, all the cameras were set, I had a suit jacket & red tie on and was putting the finishing touches to my porno parody of the "Yes we can" speech and her phone rings. She had a weird look on her face after the call and I enquired what had caused this change of expression; "pornhub" called she said, the want me to star in a movie with Lex Steele, she continued. My whole world instantly came crashing down on me, in the weeks to come I pondered incessantly about what should be done. She left the cards in my table but pledged her unwavering love to me. I know how she is, she's ambitious and always wants to be on top, even in our videos, she was always on top but now I had a straight choice between love and career. I'd have to live with my decision.

We were offered a very lucrative deal and I was going to be her manager. I made the toughest decision any man could make ever since Joseph had to accept that it was God who impregnated his virgin wife to conceive Jesus; watching her perform was the most painful thing I've ever had to endure and she took the role like fish to water. The director says she's a natural and proclaimed a bright future for her, I could see the glee in her eyes, well that and a smudge of semen from the recently ended scene on her left eye brow. In the months that followed she starred in numerous scenes and a part of me died every time. She said it won't affect our relationship, she said it'll be cool, I'm not sure I believe her.

Our sex life has been totally ruined, every time we kiss, I could swear I was tasting Johnny Sins' dick, her libido level is through the roof and on one occasion we were making love, I inserted my penis and she laughed and saif "is that all of it"? What should I do now? Because as much as it feels different, she still seems to love me. I don't have it in me to tell her to quit but its what I want, what do you suggest this broken man do?

I also would like to nominate @detlev and @holybranches to make entries, not like double penetration but Comedyopenmic entries.