Nicki Minaj

Nicki sighed as she went to the backstage to her room, tonight had been a good night, good crowd, good response... now all she needed was a good fuck. She wiped the sweat from her face with her hand towel, it had been hot with the black and the lights on her. As she set the towel down she sat the mirror and began to adjust her makeup... but as she did she noticed something behind her in the mirror. She turned around and saw... a small wooden stick of some sort. She got up and walked up to the thing and grabbed it. She looked at it carefully, it looked like one of those wands from that Harry... Pothead thing whatever it was called. She waved it about but nothing happened, she then looked at it, "Maybe it's a prop that someone forgot." she said, she then heard the door knocking and she went to the door. It was the organizer for the show, she groaned and rolled her eyes, she hated the dude it was clear he was a leech trying to use her for his own gain, "I wish..." she began...