It made me start to think about that day again. Annie had put the flier on her nightstand and was looking through the paper. I went back to that day l...st year, when we found that yard sale. I let out a sigh and my my mind drifted back to how it all started. It all started with a funeral. Annie insisted we go and I was off for the summer and had done most of the maintenance around the house that needed doing for the summer, so I figured why not. All summer off is one of the perks of being a. She's totally androphilic.It should come as no surprise to anyone that this blog is aimed very specifically to sissies that are mostly if not entirely androphilic. This is a blog written by a male dominant, after all. If you do not have at least a burgeoning interest in male domination, then this blog won't be for you. I don't want any sissy that I am in the process of training to think that she exists for the pleasure of women. No, she is entirely devoted to men, and she feminizes herself for. . Addie squirmed in pain, from her sadistic touch pleading,! and then gasping! Please don't hurt me! Knowing full well that this is what they both wanted as she meekly and was barely able to say, yes mistress. The head mistress then pulled her away from the wall, and pictures, again by one of her nipples, and commanded her to get down on her knees, and to put her hands behind her back. With Addie now on her knees the mistress. It wasn't long until the boat was full, mostly with tourists, and the lines were cast off. The passengers included several English tourists from areas outside of London, a group of French students, three American sailors in white uniforms, and a Japanese family. Melissa didn't notice any of them. The boat proceeded down the Thames River, under Tower Bridge and past HMS Belfast, the British Navy cruiser that now served as a floating museum. Melissa paid no attention as the guide with the.