I’m just about to get the rest of my stuff out of the apartment. There are some final papers that need to be signed. Can you come over?”“Ehh...Y...ah! I can be there in 45 minutes, ok?”“Yeah, that's fine. Cya then!”I picked up my bag and looked for an outfit. I found a brand new pair of white nylon pantyhose with white opaque polka dots on them. There were so nice, and had wanted to try them on for a long time. My light pink nail polish on my toes looked so good through those white reinforced. Jen got a call Mom and Dan are at the airport and she is heading out to get them they are early. We had a nice family evening then all went to bed.My week is about the same so not much happening sorry for no juicy stuff. Jen did have a date with someone but I did not know who, she went out to meet him and got back about midnight. The weekend was tame too Jen was on the tennis court as much as possible and I have a killer serve that she helped me with so I was with her some of the time. We. I was pretty. Just as I was regaining some composure the doctor said, "Take MISS Evans to the Ladies Club and get her a room. Give her the usual training. Her wedding is in a month." As I heard those words, I began to vomit. They cleaned me up, then gave me a robe, pink, to wear as we walked to the clubhouse. I sobbed uncontrollably. They reminded me that I was not only female now, but pregnant. "When you're knocked-up, there's nothing like having a man take care of you," they said knowingly.. ‘The president wanted to come, today but I asked him, politely, of course…’ He was interrupted by laughter from the crowd. ‘I asked him to just let this be a family affair. It’s been a while since they were in Naval Intelligence…’ There was a gasp from some of the youngest there. The old couple was always thought to be just Gram and Granddad who always had cookies and ready money and old cars to ride around in. Spies? They were spies? ‘And we all know, or should know, what crazy days those.