"Supervise the younger kids."

"Supervise the younger kids. I'm sure even you can handle that."

Jill guided Katie a few steps before pushing her toward a table of 5-7 year olds. This new stranger drew the attention of the table immediately, the kids quickly starting to giggle and snicker while eyeing up the older girl. Katie tried to sit down with them wanting to hide herself at their table. Of course their table was a kid-sized table, with chairs to match. Sitting in a chair was awkward to say the least. Katie had to take her hands off of her crotch in order to guide herself into the tiny chair. Dropping so low to the ground also pushed her knees up to her chest making it impossible to slide her legs under the table and difficult to keep them closed. The kids pointed and laughed at Katie's clumsy movements and exposed privates until she slinked her way off of the chair. She shimmied her way up to the table sitting cross-legged on the floor and hoping she would never have to get up.

"Why are you naked?!" one of the girls asked.

"I'm not naked," replied Katie adjusting her shirt.

"She's naked!" laughed a boy.

"You're mostly naked," a different girl chimed in.

Katie was already blushing fiercely. "No, see, I'm wearing this shirt."

"You're not even wearing underpants!" the first girl added. "How come?"

Katie glanced around the table wondering what she should tell them.