Dr. Andrews is an old man

"Why hello" said the ~50 year old man sitting behind his desk. "You must be Natalie?"

"Yes hi!" Natalie said excited. She couldn't believe she was doing this. How long she'd looked out to this. Making people forget about her was one thing but manipulating them like what she was planning was not something she was really experienced at. What if it went wrong? What if they remembered? What if...

Where were all these doubt coming from. Natalie set herself straight.

"So you were coming for an examination on a growing mole I heard?"

"Yes, exactly." She had decided that this would be the best thing to be examined for. A growing mole would point to skin cancer, which was a very dangerous type. She would be taken serious, and she would have to partially strip to let herself be examined.

"Alright so where is the stain?" The man laughed.

"Uhm it's uhh. Over here." Natalie pointed to her hip.

"I see, I see. Would you like me to bring in a nurse if you're uncomfortable?"

"No it's fine. I guess I'll take off my pants?"

"Yes that would be the way to go. You can put them onto the table over here."

So far so good, but Natalie hadn't manipulated him into exposing her. While she stripped to her underwear she was thinking of the many ways she could do so.