My Storybook I was attending a birthday party for R&B singer Al B. Sure somewhere in Manhattan. Myself, MC Lyte and MC Peaches and other artists were there talking and greeting other party goers. The party was pretty low key and it didn't feel like the typical industry party. Al B. Sure walked around hugging everyone and saying hello. and he even pulled me thru the crowd to introduced me to his mother. A very down to earth brother. At some point in the party, I had to go to the bathroom and went searching for the rest room. Outside of the party and down a little hallway was one bathroom. I tried the handle but it was locked. So I waited for a few minutes until the person inside was finished. A couple of minutes later, a petite lady opens the door and starts to walk out but her foot got caught on the threshold and she stumbles into me. I catch her and she begins to apologizes. "Oh no" I replied. Don't worry about it." She gets herself together, fixes her clothes and walks back to the party. I walk into the bathroom with a smile on my face because a legend had just fell into my arms. Her name was Teena Marie.









