[George VI]

When I was little, my mom went to a chiropractor, and I often went along with her. My mom would get changed alone into a gown with just panties underneath, and we’d go into the exam room. I would sit quietly in a corner as my mom laid on her stomach and got worked on by the chiropractor who sat on a stool at her side by her lower back. The chiropractor was nice and friendly and professional. I always watched closely as he would untie my mom’s gown in back, discreetly opening it just enough so he could work on her back but not expose any of her panites. And when he was done, he would just as discreetly fold the gown over her back, and tie it at the neck.

Except for one time, when he must’ve momentarily forgotten I was there. Instead of discreetly folding the gown when he was done, he grabbed the two ends of the gown, and lifted straight up, giving him a clear unobstructed view of my mom’s panty-clad butt. He stared down at her butt from two feet away, with a dirty expression on his face. Then he remembered me, looked over at me, and got a guilty expression on his face, and tied the gown. I didn’t call him out on it, or get mad at him for perving my mom. Since I’d first learned that doctors got to see grown women naked, I figured it was a perk of the job.