"Manhandled"

I grew up hearing the term "manhandled" to refer to improperly or roughly handling something or groping another person. I never doubted the veracity or thought of the sexist undertones of this phrase until a few nights ago.
I was out with friends and started getting antsy. I needed to move. I went over to a place I usually dance at with another jittery friend. We skipped the line and snuck in a window on the side of the building and it was on.
Dancing was fun but soon I got tired of my limited dance square and decided to try another place. I popped over to a smaller less crowded bar. In it I found better music and a smaller crowd. Perfect.
I noticed a friend and started dancing with her group. My hips swayed and bobbed as I let loose all my stress and energy.
At first a kind of timid bespectacled girl latched on to me. She was sweet and occasionally put her arm around my neck to draw me closer. Harmless attention. Then I felt a person bump up close to me from behind. I expected the assuming impertinent move came from a man.
At first it seemed that way as a muscular figure in a ball cap appeared in the corner of my eye. I backed away and the new girl assured me, "It's not sexual, it's just dancing."I didn't want to be rude and I thought well, I dance with friends that are girls all the time. What's the difference?
Slowly fun dancing turned to her grabbing my ass. I was startled but responded by moving her hand and expressing my dislike of this advance. Some how to her that meant touch me more. I stopped focusing for one second and found myself hoisted by my ass onto this woman in midair. As if I being small was a child she could pick up however and whenever she pleased. I told her to put me down and pushed on her shoulder only to realize how feeble I was in comparison.
She said "Come on dance!"I said "No!" and crossed my arms and went limp until she let me down. When my feet touched the floor once again I flew to a guy friend I saw, and wrapped my arms around him shaking. The girl came and tried to apologize to me but it was too late. She had disrespected my body and I was scared of her.
I could still feel where her hand had touched my bare ass ( I was wearing a dress). While I walked home alone I had a realization. All my life I had attributed perversion and sexual aggression to solely men. Bad men perhaps, but men alone.
That night I realized disrespecting and taking advantage of there people belongs to no gender. Any time a stronger or more powerful person forces a weaker person to do something it is wrong. "Manhandling" can be done by all mankind. When the strong threaten the weak, no matter their gender, they become the aggressor.