An business colleague told me how his sister had been invited backstage to meet R kelly. Apparently she had to go into a little cubicle where a couple of security guys asked her to take all her clothes off and then searched her for any film / recording equipment.
Only when she was declared 'safe' was she given and bath robe and presented to Mr Kelly. Apparently she shought the whole experience was wonderful, not just the sex bit, which I find very hard to understand. I suppose she felt important in some weird kind of way.
I used to go to a D&B club just about every week a few years back and there were a few groupies there. One was a young woman with bad skin, an essex face lift and a serious amphetamine problem.
She sometimes got all angry with me because she thought I was trying to get inbetween her and the DJ booth (in fact I just wanted to be near the fan so I could breathe). I remember one time when she was dancing with some DJ or producer or something and she tapped me on the shoulder and said "he's with me!". "Er, OK, I said" very sad.