. Please refrain from calling me Mrs. Dryden. We are family now, and I hope you feel comfortable calling me mother. If not, Polly will do fine. Hamilt...n hopes you will call him Dad. I do too." She flicked her napkin just so, and it landed perfectly across her lap. Polly Dryden had lots of class, and plenty of steel in her.We were going to get along. I could tell."Ok ... Mother..." I giggled just a hair when I said it het first time. Polly smiled at me like I had given her the world's best. She saw her daughter and a strange woman holding hands and wondered who she was. Heather came up to her mother and hugged her tightly, before she turned and introduced Therese to her. ‘Mother, this is Lady Therese de Mornay de Trecesson. Laird Garreth and Lady Therese ha’e agreed tae be hand-fasted. It’s agreed tae be done at Dunvegan, fer safety sake and we’d like ye tae perform the ceremony fer us both, if Lady Julia MacLeod isn’t able tae join her son and Therese.’ Heather blurted out. Thought we'd take in a late show, I replied. Ok, I better button up then, she said. Don't bother to button honey, I said. You want me to go in like this, showing my tits?, she asked me. It's an adult theatre, I replied. So we went in, she was slightly holding her blouse closed as we paid for the tickets.We sat alone for some time until we were joined by a young man, who sat next to my wife, looking at her uncovered breasts with hard showing nipples. It took him awhile to get bold enough, but. "Fuck yourself with it! Hard! Like a lil teenage slut would do!" My heart was beating fast, I didn't like the sound of this. But I knew what I had to do, I was hers now, she had all control over me. I took the pink dildo, raised my balls, and put it in between my legs, leading the tip to my hole. I would have almost preferred her doing it instead of me, the idea of me doing it to myself made me feel more humiliated and controlled rather than being forced. I pushed it in slightly,.