“Oh he has something much better than a condom for birth control,” I spoke up. “He’s had a vasectomy. He shoots blanks. You don’t have to worry a...bout pregnancy with Jeff at all.” “Oh WOW, that’s GREAT!” She exclaimed as her thumbs quickly slid under the elastic band of her panties whipping them off in one quick motion. “I’ve only had sex bareback that one time with Rachael’s father. And, I had to worry about getting pregnant the whole time. So I wasn’t able to fully enjoy the sensations.” With. . conflicted, but he can rationalize things in his own mind.”The phone rang. Beth answered it. “Hello? Good morning, Jennifer. No, we just had breakfast. That sounds like a great idea, just a second.” She looked at us. “Jennifer wants the three of us to come over in a bit, help her get a room ready for Stephen, for when he gets home.” The other two nodded. “Sounds good. We’ll see you in ... an hour? See you then.”“Take care, my love. We’ll see you before the game tonight.”I was shocked, then. There were stretching and strengthening exercises they performed right in their common area, taking turns. For others they went one by one to tiny rooms with treadmills and weightlifting apparatus. Their digestive systems lurched back into working order, with each of them making frequent visits to the tiny toilet chamber.They proceeded down the narrow corridor to spend hours in another small room that was chock-full of babies -- or so it seemed. This had been a prominent feature of their lives. President?"It was Steve. His look said it all."Just say it," I tried to steel myself for bad news."The Secret Service just found the first family, but not the President. Diane, Shirley, and Casey died in the blasts. Their bodies are on the way to Bethesda Naval Hospital for autopsy."I am sorry, Sir. We are all aware of how close you were to the first family."He looked ready to break down, so I pointed to the other recliner chair in my private suite aboard Air Force Two - Now Air Force One - at.