Well and Not So Well, For Your Girlfriend

"Ugh, I'm never going to get this," Pamela says, trying to make her stitching as straight as possible, but failing. All of the boys in the class already took their turn, and now it's the girls' turn. But unlike the boys, a lot of the girls just couldn't get it. Boys just seem to have a natural knack for it.

"Just try a little more. I'm sure you'll get it," Mr. Clark says.

"No way. This is all so stupid," Pamela says, giving up in frustration.

Mr. Clark shakes his head in disappointment. Why do girls have to be so **** to learn how to do basic household tasks? Are men doomed to be the ones to do all this, til the end of time?

"Yeah, that's it, Jane. You got it," the teacher hears suddenly, grabbing his attention.

Mr. Clark turns away from Pamela and walks over to you and your girlfriend, who, by the way, is very good at sewing, as it turns out. The teacher looks down at Jane's work and smiles. "Very good, Jane. It's nice to know that at least one girl in my class is getting something out of it."

"Oo-ooo," Pamela says, teasing. "Looks like Jane is more of a boy than we all thought." A bunch of girls nearby start laughing.

Jane turns and glares at Pamela. "Shut up."

"Don't pay attention to her," Mr. Clark says. "There's nothing wrong with a girl who knows how to sew."

Suddenly, the bell rings, indicating the end of the class. The girls grab their stuff and practically sprint out of the room. The boys shake their heads in annoyance over the girls' behavior, then casually swish their way out of the room after them, click-clacking away in their high heels. After telling the class to practice sewing at home, the teacher leaves the room as well, leaving you and Jane. But, unfortunately, it looks like Pamela has stayed behind as well. And she has a worrying smile on her face.

"So, you're good at sewing, huh?" Pamela says, standing up and smoothing out the front of her T-shirt, making sure her baggy jeans stay up just enough so her boxer shorts aren't showing, too much. She then starts to walk towards the two of you, smirking. You know that this doesn't look good. But what can you do about it? It's usually the job of the girl to protect the boy, not the other way around. But you still want to keep your girlfriend out of danger. So what should you do?