‘What's this, Sal?’ asked Johnny. He put the pamphlet he just finished reading down on the coffee table. He adjusted the baby over his shoulder, patting his back slightly to get the air out. ‘Burrrrp.’ ‘Good job, little guy,’ Johnny soothed in to his ear.
‘It's a story - for the women going. Not enough of them studied biology, or had life experience around children, or men. Everything was astrophysics,’ Sally said.
‘I love it. Make another for the guys, I'll get it to them. Call it Boobs on Mars.’