Help with what?
His packages
The Fredrick’s had moved in last week, that fact was set in Lisa’s mind ether way. She tossed on her shoes and ran out to find her neighbor unable to retrieve a poorly tossed box from his garden.
“Hey, Simon, I’ll get that.” Lisa yelled.
“Oh, Lisa… you are a dear… hope Jr. here grows up to half the person your mothers raised you to be”
Lisa was confused until she looked at him… he was about 9 months pregnant.
Images of pregnant men entered her mind as well. It seemed to her that men and woman on this world were two different subspecies of human, completely incompatible from a reproduction standpoint.
What is Lisa’s life like?
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