Y/N's Point of View 

I walk into the small coffee shop that I always go to on my way home from work.  I walk to my usual table, but I see someone already sitting there.  I walk up to the person and notice that they have orange hair that has been arranged in a mullet.

I look at the person and say,"Excuse me, but it seems that you are sitting at my usual table."

The person looks up at me and I notice that they have the most beautiful eyes that I have ever seen.  I also notice that they are wearing red lipstick and light blue eyeshadow.  "Oh. I'm sorry, Miss. I don't know," they say in the cutest British accent ever.  "Oh. So, it's a guy then," I think.

"I-um. Do you mind if I sit here with you, Sir?" I ask nervously.

"Not at all, Miss," he says.

I sit down in the chair across from him.  "Hello. What's your name? I'm Y/N."

"My name's David," he says, introducing himself.

I smile at David.  "As in David Bowie, the singer?" 

"Yes, Love."  David smiles at me.  "I know that we just met, but how would you like to go back to my place?"

I smirk.  "I would love to," I say, looking across the table at him.

"Alright," David says.  "Come then, Love."  He stands up from the chair.

I smile and stand up from my chair.

About ten minutes later, David pulls into his driveway.  He shuts the car off, gets out and walks over to the passenger side to open the door for me.

We walk to the front door and he opens it for me.  I walk into the house and look around.  I appear to be in the living room.

I walk over to a couch and sit down.  David sits down beside me.  He leans in and plants a small kiss on my lips.  

I kiss back more passionately.  He wraps his arms around my waist.

I wrap my arms around his neck and gently pull his hair, making him moan.

David gently pushes me down onto the couch.  I smirk against his lips and pull away slightly, only to remove my shirt.

David smiles at this and removes his shirt.

A few minutes later, we are both naked.  

David looks into my eyes as he pushes into me, making me smile.

I moan he thrusts into me.  "Oh, David!"

"Oh, Y/N!" David moans as he ejeculated into me.  He pulls out of me and puts on his boxers.

I find my underwear and bra and put them on.  

As I walk out of the room, David smirks and hands me a piece of paper.

I look down at the paper.  It has his phone number on it.  I look back and smile at him.

David winks at me and I walk out the door.