David brushes the tear away from BowieManiac's face. She was listening to "Five Years" and it always makes her cry. David held her in his arms and rocked her back and forth.
The slow rocking motion and David's whispering to her eventually made BowieManiac fall asleep in his arms. David looked down at BowieManiac and sighed. She looked so peaceful, with her head resting against his shoulder and her mouth turned up in a slight smile.
Sara came in the room then, looking for David. She saw him with BowieManiac and tried to yank him away, but he wouldn't leave his Maniac.
"What do you need her for??" Sara said, still trying to pull David away. "She's asleep!"
David looks up at Sara, then down to BowieManiac. He laid BowieManiac on the floor and stood up in front of Sara.
Sara unbuttoned her blouse, and then unbuttoned David's lacy shirt. He put his strong but gentle hands round her waist.
"Mmmm...what to do...?" David thought, glancing at BowieManiac, who was still sleeping peacefully on the floor. David lowered his head to Sara's neck.....but then stopped.
"I can't do this..." he mumbled in a low, sexy voice. "I just can't do this."
"David!" Sara said, pulling him toward her by his shoulders and kissing him, full of lust.
David's hands slid up her back...
"But...my Maniac...!" he thought.
BowieManiac slowly woke to see David standing over her with an other girl in his arms, half-undressed.
"DAVID!!" she shouted. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!"
"BowieManiac, BowieManiac, my love...Oh, thank GOD!" David said with tears in his eyes. But BowieManiac slapped David across the face. She slapped Sara, too, who quickly put her clothes back on.
"David, I...I don't know..." Sara sighed.
David turned to BowieManiac. "My Maniac...Do you remember that night in my hotel room?...That was the best night of my life...I'm not bullshitting you, BManiac...Lust is nothing..." David pleaded. He pulled BowieManiac close to him and held her gently in his arms.
"I never ran off with Kevin while you were sleeping," BowieManiac said. Then a look of horror crept onto her face as she realized what she had just said.
"WHO THE F**K IS KEVIN?!" David shouted, suddenly pushing BowieManiac away. "So you wanna be with this KEVIN now, huh?!" he said with fire in his eyes. He'd never looked so sexy...
BowieManiac suddenly forgot all about Kevin. "No, no, David, it's you I want, I swear!"
David frowned and wiped the sweat from his brow.
But then his frown melted and he looked lovingly down at his Maniac.
"Allright, my love," he said softly. "I guess I can't stay mad at you for long...I was tempted by Sara, but I didn't give in..."
"You were tempted by me?" Sara asked incredulously. "Really?! WOWOWOW!!"
David stroked Sara's cheek. "You're a beautiful girl," he said. "But I love my Maniac."
David turned and BowieManiac ran into his open arms. He held her there, as she whispered sweet nothings into his ear...
David looked over to his BowieManiac sleeping at his side...her brown hair framing her face...the beautiful long lashes on her closed eyes...and the little smile, that shows she's dreaming of him.
From the darkened corner, Sara sighed as she saw David lean to awaken BowieManiac with a kiss.
"Mmmm...vanilla..." David sighed, tasting the vanilla lip gloss on BowieManiac's lips.
BowieManiac felt David's lips brush against her own, and heard him mumble something. Her eyelids fluttered open, and she looked up into David's deep blue eyes, seeming to get lost in them...
Sara had been watching all of this with jealousy, and she now decided to interrupt Bowie and Maniac's Moment. "David," she said.
David looked up at Sara standing over him. He stood up, and stared at her seductively...
But Sara's heart just melted, from David's utter beauty, and she fell to the floor.
David helped BowieManiac up...his touch made her feel as if she were walking on air. he leaned down for a little kiss from his Maniac.....which turned into one of his patented, deep, probing tonguey kisses...
They ended the kiss laughing - at a private joke only they could share. David whispered something into BowieManiac's ear, and she giggled.
"Come with me...I want to show you something," he said in a mysterious voice. He held BowieManiac's hand again, making her heart pound even faster than it already was.
David took her to an old warehouse-type building.
"What, what, what?!" BowieManiac asked, playfully slapping his arm.
David smiled and whipped out his...acoustic guitar! He burst into song, a song he had written just for his BowieManiac.
BowieManiac stood there, watching and listening to David, her eyes sparkled and a big smile was on her face.
When the song had ended, David asked,"Did you like it?"
"Of course I did!" BowieManiac said, still smiling. "I loved it."
"Good. Because...well...I love you."
David and BowieManiac looked into each other's eyes, and both get caught up in the Magic of the Moment...
"Why don't you come somewhere with me...? Far away..." David asked.
"Oh, David, I don't know..."
He got a serious look on his face. He looked down, straight into BowieManiac's eyes. "Say yes," he told her.
BowieManiac stared into his eyes, forgetting everything else except David and herself...
"Say yes," David said again.
"Mmmm...allright..." she whispered, closing her eyes. David kissed her, for a long, long time...
As the kiss ended, David whispered, "So where would you like to go, my love?"
BowieManiac smiled at him sweetly. "Wherever you are is where I want to be," she said, kissing him again.
"Well then, we will go to Rome. Does that suit you?" He lifted her up and twirled her around in his arms.
"That sounds wonderful, David," BowieManiac said, but then a frown crossed her face. "But what about my family?"
"Oh, don't worry, love, they'll be able to come and visit. I'll pay for all of it."
BowieManiac grinned and her eyes danced wildly. "Oh, David!" she squealed. "It will be just wonderful!"
They both laughed, and then David's eyes drifted over towards the large glass window that faced the street. The rain was pouring down and there was lightening in the night sky.
"Oh no, love, it's raining...I suppose we're stuck in this abandoned warehouse all night long." He grinned mischievously and looked his Maniac up and down seductively.
BowieManiac placed her arms around David's neck slowly and slid her hands down his chest, over his lacy shirt. David smiled and closed his eyes, running his hands down her waist and under her skirt.
She unbuttoned her shirt and his, and they both laid down on the hard, cold cement floor, just enjoying each other. The sound of the rain pounding down echoed in their ears as they kissed uncontrollably.
The next morning, David awoke and found his Maniac in his arms. He kissed the top of her head...her hair smelled so good. He stared at her lovingly with a smile on his lips and wondered what she was dreaming about.
BowieManiac was fantasizing that she and David were strolling around the city in Rome, the sun was setting, and there was magic in the air, wrapping itself around them. In her dream, she was wearing a long, flowing, light yellow dress and David had a beautiful suit on...He looked so handsome, and BowieManiac felt so wonderful just standing next to him. She knew they were meant to be together, and if she had to travel halfway across the world, she would do it. She would do anything.
BowieManiac awoke from her dream and found her lucky self in David's loving embrace. She smiled to herself and closed her eyes, a delightful thought dancing in her mind, "I'll wake up to him every morning from now on," she thought. "Nothing can break us apart."
But perhaps she had spoke (or thought) too soon. For Sara had decided to reintroduce herself into the story, and thus the love affair of Bowie and his Maniac.
BowieManiac looked around the empty warehouse with terror, because she heard familiar footsteps behind her. It was the sound of red stiletto heels on the concrete floor.
"Sara!" she exclaimed, putting her arms around David defensively. "What are you doing here? I thought you melted!"
Sara smiled an evil smile, and perched herself on a stool that just happened to be sitting there. She crossed her long legs seductively, and lit a cigarette as casually as possible.
"Relax...." she sighed. "I'm not here to steal away your precious David. He is yours now, I accept that."
Still skeptical, BowieManiac narrowed her eyes and threatened, "Well, don't you touch him!"
Sara just laughed as if BowieManiac was just an immature child. "No, no, no, you've got me all wrong. I won't do anything."
"Then what are you doing here?" BowieManiac couldn't help but ask.
Sara sighed again, tossing her long, newly highlighted hair over her shoulder. "I'm burnt out on life. There's nothing left for me. I can't even manage to seduce Mick Jagger. Now that's pathetic." She tossed her cigarette onto the floor, and snuffed it out with her heel. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do...." she complained. "You know, I was so famous in my day...you should have seen me, I had my own clothing line, a permanent place on Hollywood Squares....."
BowieManiac, who had fallen asleep from Sara's long, boring sob story, awoke again suddenly as David began to stir.
"BowieManiac....." he sighed, still dreaming a bit. David opened his eyes, only to see Sara's fully made up face. "Sara?" he asked, utterly confused. Then he felt BowieManiac's body in his arms and sat up. "What's going on?"
Sara smiled at him in her usual way. She stood up in front of David, showing off her slinky black dress, and, of course, all that was inside of it. "I've just come to pay you two lovebirds a visit," she explained, and David's eyes widened.
"What's all this I hear about you not being able to seduce Mick Jagger? Oh, people say I did that years ago...I wish I could remember if it even happened....." David shook his head for a moment, and then his eyes met Sara's again. "Anyways, a girl like you ought to be able to sweep Mick off his feet. Or any classic rock star for that matter." David stood up in front of Sara, still holding BowieManiac in his arms.
BowieManiac narrowed her eyes again, this time at her David. "What are you doing?"
"Oh, nothing, love," David said, looking Sara up and down for a third time. "I just thought I could do the poor girl a favor and give her a tumble to show her that she's still got it."
"What?! Like 'sympathy sex' or something? I don't believe you!" screamed Sara and BowieManiac in unison. They both slapped David, kicked him on the ground, and stormed out of the warehouse.
"Hmmmph. And he said he wanted us to be together forever..." sighed BowieManiac, the tears welling up in her eyes. "Why do you always have to ruin every good story, Sara?"
"Well, I just wanted a chance to be in it." Sara whimpered.
David sat alone at a bar in Memphis, attempting to drink away his sorrows with an other glass of gin. Another Elvis tune played on the dusty jukebox, and slowly an idea formed in Bowie's head. Through his drunken haze he whispered, "Yeah, yeah.....yeah, now THIS is music. This is EXACTLY what my next album is going to sound like!" He stood trumphantly with the thought, but then passed out and hit the floor with a thud.
A few minutes later, David awoke to the vision of a greasy bartender leaned over him, calmly repeating, "Mr. Booie?" over and over.
David found his footing quickly, and left the bar without even paying for his drinks. Suddenly, he thought of his Maniac, and he knew exactly what he had to do now.