[A/N : This Book does contain strong sexual content. So if you are weak....GTFO Now. ]

1991

I was so nervous as me and Tara made our way backstage. We had won concert tickets and backstage passes to see NWA for a meet and greet live at the staples center, thanks to KDay radio station.

"Do I look alright?", I asked Tara as I smooth my hands down my thighs.

"Yasmine, you look fine...Eazy gonna love you in that shit", she smiled as she clung tightly to my arm while walking in her too tall heels.

This girl does not get it, I am not thinking about Eazy-E. I am all for Ren. I just think he is so fine ever since they came out with NWA and The Posse. It was something about that dark chocolate skin, his nice built frame and nevertheless, his raw and I don't give a fuck attitude.

I thought I looked okay with my blue high-waisted jeans and my black long sleeved crop top. I mean, I looked a little plain jane-ish as I looked around at the outfit of the other females; they were damn near naked, including Tara.

Only thing I felt confident about was my hair. I had recently got my hair washed and set, then blow dried out at the Dominicans, so you know my shit was laced.

Anyway, the security guards made us and some other lucky fans line up in front of the wall as other security started to appear. My heart pounded roughly in my chest as I heard people screaming NWA.

"Oh my god...Oh my god", I started fanning myself as I peeked out the line.

My skin became flushed as I watched NWA walk in the middle of the guards as they pushed screaming girls out the way. Even some guys were back here, waving their arms and screaming for their attention.

"Oh my god, Dre looks so fucking Good...Dre ! Dre !" Tara screamed as she jumped up and down with her boobs damn near spilling out of her black, strapless mini dress.

"Back up please people so we can get through. The quicker you guys cooperate, the quicker you can meet them", said the tall, brown skinned guard with well-defined muscles in his black suit.

I looked at Dre who smirked, "How you doin baby?" he asked as he softly grabbed Tara hand and letting go as he continued to make his way through the crowd.

Tara bit her lip and screamed in my ear while shaking my arm.

"Bitch...he just touched me....Dre fucking touched me!"

I laughed, "I wish you stop screaming in my Fu..."

I stopped mid-sentence as I became weak as I seen him. He had on a black Nike sweatshirt, dark blue jeans with a Black Kings Cap and his Locs. He topped it off with his gold rope chain that dangled around his neck. He made simple look so fucking good.

I bit down on my bottom lip as they continued to walk pass. I watched Ren do a double take in my direction, but it was hard to see who he was looking at. I'm pretty sure it wasn't me. It is so many naked, beautiful woman here right now.

Why would he be looking at me?

After a few moments of waiting, we were finally lead down this hall way that held pictures of different acts that performed here. BB King, Public Enemy, Ice-T and of course California's Own, NWA.

" I cannot believe we about meet these niggas, I hope Dre take me home" Tara excitedly said as she applied some red lipstick on her plump lips.

I eyed her up and down, " By the way you dress, you shouldn't have an issue with that"

"Uh Huh, no one told you to be lil girl cute...so shut that shit up. Twenty-Three still dressing like you Sixteen", Tara waved her finger in my face, smirking.

"I thought you said I looked good? lying bitch" I dryly replied.

I rolled my eyes and sighed as I looked down at my high heels as I walked. Maybe I was dressed like a little girl, I mean I just didn't like showing all my goodies.

Once again, why would Ren want me or even look at me while there are other broads with their titties and ass in his face?

We entered this huge room and I almost screamed out loud as I watched NWA sitting at this table that had a black banner with N.W.A in red writing.  They were talking amongst themselves, then looking up at the crowd of people.

We were In the middle of the line, so it gave me enough time to get myself together. I peaked at each girl who was all over them.

I aint gonna lie, I got jealous but let's be clear, I was just a fan and had no chance with Ren.

"You nervous? Look at Eazy he is waiting for you", Tara teased as she did a little dance.

"For the last time", I sighed and whispering in her ear. " I am a MC Ren fan, besides Eazy have too much millage for me".

"Yeah uh huh... I'd fuck Dre, Yella and Eazy at the same damn time", Tara smiled as flicked her tongue.

Tara has always been wild as fuck. I know she meant that shit too. As open and crazy she is, she may get her wish granted.

"Just flash a titty, they'll invite you back to the motel"

"Hmm...I aint think of that...That's Yazzy" she smiled as she turned forward, moving up in the line.

"I was just kidding...really?" I said as I shook my head.

The line was moving quick, as they signed autographs and took pictures with some fans. They were signing everything you could think of; hands, arms, T-shirts, purses, EVERYTHING. Before I knew it, I was the second person in line, with Tara being first.

Next, their body guard said as he directed us to the table.

"Shit...we next", I whsipered to myself.

Each small step I took, I felt my heart pace faster. This time, I felt weaker since he didn't have his Locs on at this moment.

I felt my edges start to sweat as I started rubbing my hands on my jeans as I got closer to the table.

I should just turn the fuck around while I got the chance.

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