To walk in their shoes

January 16 2019

I had a unique experience last night. For the first time in my life, as my male side, had a meet with a cd/tv. Quite a surreal experience being on the other side. Fuck all preparation. Shower, slip on pants and a shirt and off. But knowing what prep she had to do was in my thoughts. The adrenaline of having a complete stranger coming to her house. My subconscious thoughts of her feelings if l was a no show. Obviously, males can't experience what it's like for the females and vice versa. Pity that each can't have a deep think about what the other sex goes through in the lead up to first meets/plays. Probably each is caught up in their own version to think about it. To experience what l just have was a great insight. Your thoughts on the subject, not just sex but general life experiences where you were able to experience your everyday in someone else's shoes. For instance, l knew a surgeon who had to undergo surgery. His experience changed his bedside manner and compassion for his patients to a huge extent.

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  • madotara69

    madotara69

    7 years ago

    We had a guy coming to our place to join us having a threesome, we had chatted during messages here in the pie prior, his smile Tara went all fizzy and I won't presume to thinking I know what she was thinking, can only imagine and I'm a guy, if so 'I did it my way' lol. I was ready, doing some fine tuning with the entertainment system, sitting on the lounge and bare witness to the events unfolding with Tara lol. She had a thing going on, beginning in the bathroom, then to the bedroom,through the lounge room, then to the kitchen in a circle repeatedly, naked to partially clothed to knick knacks, to eyebrows, to semi clothed to knick knacks to suspenders and camisole, to eyes and lipstick to knick knacks, Annie she was looking so sexy darting about with her multi tasking, bit by bit puting herself together, whatever she were thinking.... The guy had arrived and knocked on the door, I went to open the door, introduce myself and just as I opened the door, Tara made a dash from the kitchen, (how she did that ?, was in her bedroom lol) any how, as the door opened and the guy looking into our home for the first glimpse, saw me and past me Tara dashing across his view distracted, she fell head first into a packing box, legs and arse, stockings and knickers, kicking about in mid air lol, with a grin introduced him "haha that's my wife Tara, we all had a laugh and a great time, awesome actually. I got to see what the guy saw when meeting a couple with a threesome in mind, when first greeted as the door opens. Sure of all things going through his mind in anticipation, none were what transpired lol. Mado Mado Tara xx

  • RHP

    RHP User

    7 years ago

    I love this. Always trying to put myself in others shoes, but often leaves me with 2 left feet and getting it wrong...which sounds a little like madotaras story. Hilarious 😂, I can totally picture that scenario as I too have literally run around in circles at the nervous expectation of a new date and getting myself prepared. If only all of us observed life a little more from others perspectives 🤔

  • RHP

    RHP User

    7 years ago

    My first MMF was with a bi-curious male half. There we all were, female half and I getting along famously whilst male basically hid in a cupboard due to nerves (he insisted, when we kept inviting him, that he was ''charging his phone''). I tried to reassure him that once he just took the plunge and availed himself of me, he would either be horrified in which case we could call the whole thing off, or he would be away and running and probably unwilling to stop - which is what transpired thankfully. I couldn't get his mouth off it (in a nice way). I understood his nerves to a degree, but I know that when I decided to take the plunge and try it with a bloke, I was straight in. Yes, nervous - but I didn't hesitate either.

  • RHP

    RHP User

    7 years ago

    my fellow nursing students and I were required to practice a lot of the procedures on each other, including unpleasant ones like giving injections and inserting nasogastric tubes. We were also required to wear a blindfold for half a day, and use a wheelchair and crutches. All to know how it felt to be on the other side. The most useful experience though was to actually get seriously ill and be admitted to hospital. Including my years of training that went right out the window, and the being completely dependent on the other nurses (who knew I was an RN too, and so figured I knew it all and didn't explain anything). I experienced first hand the helplessness of pressing that bloody help button with no one coming for fifteen minutes, and peeing the bed as a result. The feeling of being a nuisance. The loneliness in the middle of the night. The fear of not knowing what knowing what was happening. I think being an inpatient should be a mandatory experience for all hospital clinicians. It definitely made me a better nurse.

  • MsSuperFoxy

    MsSuperFoxy

    7 years ago

    Sometimes, people will force themselves and squeeze into another shoe. When in fact, it is the size of the shoe that matters. Ms Foxy

  • usrightnow_Again

    usrightnow_Again

    7 years ago

    Being told something might happen, is the experience of others and may become your own, is, I have found out, a long way from that reality. Perception so often being a poor indicator of the real thing. When you cross over that line, when you suddenly realise, "oh, I'm on the other side", it can be quite confronting. The other side, is now my reality. There is No going back. Existing on the other side, brings constant reminders of what you've left behind. It brings me to tears most nights. Sometimes that wakes my dear wife, Mrs. urn. . Mostly, I cry alone. But like I said, this is now reality, there's No going back. Enjoy what you have, what you can do, it can disappear or move out of reach remarkably quickly.Mr. urn. ... ..Postscript: Good thread idea Annie. .

  • RHP

    RHP User

    7 years ago

    I’ve tried to put myself in others’ shoes Didn’t work My feet were just too big

  • RHP

    RHP User

    7 years ago

    To walk in someone else’s shoes is to need bandaids

  • AnnieWhichway

    AnnieWhichway

    7 years ago

    You 2 are posting in tandem. Does it come naturally after pillow talk.... You know, a hot session together, a bit of kiss cuddle after the juices have stopped. Then reach for your phones to while away a few moments, giggling like schoolgirls. What a cute couple.....

  • EarthQueen

    EarthQueen

    7 years ago

    Similar to Mr Urn There’s nothing like a personal experience to enable you to be more empathetic. Although I’m heading away from judging things as “good” or “bad” it usually seems the times where I’ve perceived that I’ve experienced the most struggle,have been the times I have also learnt the most about myself and sometimes others as well. I thought I was lucky living what I perceived as a charmed life but when it all got turned upside down the change in me, and how I relate to others, was definatley for the better. Way more open minded now.

  • RHP

    RHP User

    7 years ago

    Annie... All whilst having the after sex fag....and cigarette 😂😂😘

  • RHP

    RHP User

    7 years ago

    When you've done that you're a mile away and you've got their shoes so say what you like. Seriously thought riding the bike to work on Thursday I took a route I used to take a few years ago, to avoid roos in the pre-dawn light. I used to see this old guy most days walking to wards the shops around 4.45AM he used to have his little dog with him. On Thursday he was on his own and that made me sad, RIP little dog.

  • RHP

    RHP User

    7 years ago

    How many are in that bed??? 😂🚬🍑

  • RHP

    RHP User

    7 years ago

    Peachy lol

  • RHP

    RHP User

    7 years ago

    I am constantly being challenged in my snap judgements of people.I often make assumptions and are then proven wrong..usually in a good way but not always. Life can change in a heartbeat through illness,someone close to us leaving ,the number of people who are isolated and lonely is increasing..we no longer have the support of extended families .We move towns,cities .states,countries. Sometimes by choice but not always. I don't drive so I travel nearly everyday on buses.If a fellow passenger wants to chat to me on the bus stop or the bus I am open to that.Its often a privilege to listen to people's stories. Great topic Annie. Hugs Q xx

  • RHP

    RHP User

    7 years ago

    Makes you think and appreciate..

  • RHP

    RHP User

    7 years ago

    Well, just in opinion. Although waiting for an invite guys Walking in Annie's shoes hurts like fuck . Not sure how she does it. My Feet always hurt in the morning

  • RHP

    RHP User

    7 years ago

    This week I noticed the old boy out for his daily walk it seems as if he's got a puppy, as his new dog was on a lead. I'm happy for him. It's funny how random people become a peripheral part of our lives whilst totally unaware of their being so.