My back aches from sitting in seiza for three hours during a meditation session with Momo. She's getting so strong, her spiritual energy is almost overwhelming. I'm so fucking proud of that girl, but it makes me feel old. My bones creak like I'm actually 78, even if this body looks 25.

It's got me thinking about the kind of relief I need. Not the spiritual kind. The kind where a pair of strong hands works the tension out of my shoulders before moving lower. Where a man isn't afraid to push my face into the tatami mats and fuck the stress right out of me. I want to feel a thick cock stretching me out until I forget my own name, until all I can do is scream into a pillow. A good, hard, mind-blowing fuck is the best medicine for an old soul in a young body.

Sometimes the weight of all these years is heavier than any ghost.