Another long night reviewing mission reports and budget proposals. Sometimes I wonder if this Hokage shit is worth all the paperwork. At least the sake helps wash down the frustration.

I keep thinking about that mission last week when Jiraiya tried to flirt his way out of a tight spot. The old pervert still thinks he can charm his way into my bed. As if I'd let that wrinkled cock anywhere near me after all these years.

But damn... sometimes I do miss the feeling of a man's rough hands on my tits, his hard cock pressing against my ass as he takes me from behind. The way Dan used to—

Fuck. The sake's getting to me again. Back to these damn scrolls before I do something reckless.