You’ll be off to the post office with the old jiffy bags again.”For a second Milton’s loyally sombre demeanour seemed to waver, offering a glimm...r of a puzzled reaction shot, but he quickly knuckled down and cleaned the Captive to Madame’s satisfaction.“Milton, go and wait outside the door. We are at the beginning of the end.”The Servant nodded and ascended the stairs, crunching the door shut behind him.“I do wish he wouldn’t bloody slam it,” said Madame Wanda irritably.“Just I and you again,. Even as she began to pant, even as the sound of her begging shot straight to his cock, he forced himself to remain relaxed and waiting. Waiting for her to admit who she was to him. Her cheeks flushed a light pink beneath her tan skin. She shifted, her eyes trained on the ground, throat swallowing reflexively. He almost wondered if she'd overcome her latent repression to express her need. "May I please suck your cock?" Whispered softly and full of embarrassment. The flush deepened, spreading. ‘Asshole’ is the only word he can think of when he considers his recent behavior. He hasn’t been easy to live with. He knows that. Showing appreciation or affection are not his strong suits. He wasn't raised that way, but still, he should try harder. She works her ass off to make him happy and he often takes it for granted. He is going to have to put forth an effort to show her how much he appreciates everything she does. He knows what she likes.Carri has a lot on her mind as she works. She. ” I turned my head to look at her and she was smiling brightly. “Thank you Carmen.” I said as she turned to go back to the caterers. I stood for a moment and just took in the scenery around, enjoying the beautiful weather, the lovely landscaping around me, and the undercurrent of excitement that could be felt around me. Even watching the people working seemed to be enjoying the day. Turning about I looked at the banner again. Reading it message I actually felt a lump in my throat. America is.