One night down in a Nashville bar, there was a very beautiful 50-something-year old blonde buxom married woman…who *insisted* on teaching me, a thirty-something-year-old married redhead, how to dance a 2-step? I’ve never ever tried. I was way more difficult to break in than she anticipated. The old and young men looked on as a tall Redhead was grabbed and groped by a tall Blonde. They watched on for the next few minutes as two women danced together for the first time. She was trying to make me relax with her body, and to give in. She grabbed me close, tits against my tits, her right hand push on my lower back and moved lower to my ass in tight jeans. Her left hand moved up my spine, onto the nape of my neck and she brushed my hair off to the side. She leaned in, cheek to cheek: “Listen to me! Listen to my voice! step! one-two-one, one-two-one, one-two-one.”