Disco Queen

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Laszlo told Anikó that he would have a great surprise for her in a couple of days. She was excited that Laszlo was so cheerful about it. Anikó was very curious about the surprise. Finally, Saturday came, and he picked Anikó up in the late morning with a small overnight bag, and she looked stunningly sexy as usual. While driving towards Toronto, Laszlo handed a small envelope to Anikó and asked her to open it. She did. She had a very puzzled look on her face when she read Prisca's name on the license. Laszlo casually said, "For tonight, that is your name, Anikó; memorize it well, especially the birth date, as we're going to the Zodiac!" Anikó screamed with delight and jumped up and down on her seat as much as the seatbelt let her! She unbuckled the seatbelt, moved the armrest into the folded-up position, and started kissing Laszlo on his right cheek, snuggling so close to him that Laszlo had to slow down while driving. After calming down slightly, she asked Laszlo how he managed to do this and whether it was a genuine licence. Laszlo reassured her that it was a genuine license and she had to be careful with it because he would have to give it back to Prisca on Monday. He had a dinner reservation made for 8:00 p.m., and after, they could dance as long as Anikó wanted. They had a glass of French burgundy wine with their steak dinner, sat back, enjoyed the live act, and danced to a live band and disco tunes. Anikó was a great dancer, and she looked so sexy in her short black skirt, white strapless silk top, a nice gold chain with a cross around her neck, small diamond stud earrings, and black stilettos. And she danced up a storm. She hated platform shoes, according to her, they were very unfeminine. She sprayed her favourite perfume, Bal a Versailles by Jean Desprez, onto strategic places. Many guys and even couples were looking at her with envious eyes. Laszlo felt awesome. They arrived late, around 1 a.m., and Rose was worried until they returned. Both showered quickly, he decided that Anikó would sleep in Laszlo's fold-out bedroom in the living room, and Laszlo would sleep on the living room sofa.

In the morning, Anikó was surprised that Laszlo kept his word and had not tried to get between her legs during the night, which she would have enjoyed more than Laszlo would have imagined. Although it was very tempting, Laszlo did keep his word. A trait that Anikó started to admire more and more. Her trust in and her love for Laszlo grew every minute. After a typical morning of refreshing in the bathroom, she put on blue jeans and a short-sleeved t-shirt without a bra. Her perky nipples pushed through the cotton fabric. They had breakfast and took Duchess to the park to do her business. After returning with her, they left for downtown Toronto. Walking around, window shopping, and talking about their fun at Zodiac. Grabbing some junk food for lunch, they returned to Laszlo's apartment early in the afternoon. Anikó thanked Rose for the hospitality; they hugged and kissed, and it was time to drive her home. On their way to Niagara Falls, she snuggled up to Laszlo with his right arm around her.

She was singing along to Fleetwood Mack's songs that played on the eighth track: "Never Going Back Again, Go Your Own Way, Don't Stop, Dreams, and You Make Loving Fun." She especially loved the last song and played it several times over. She was again quite emotional. For the following weekend, they planned to go to the ZZ-Top concert across the Falls on the USA side, and she would get tickets for them. The Olds stopped in front of her house, and she sat in the car for a while, hugging Laszlo. Unfortunately, the weekend was over, and neither wanted this to be over.

On Monday, Laszlo returned the license to Prisca with a small box of chocolates. The work week was going slow. Ruth was smoking more and more in the office, and Laszlo started to complain to his boss that he was choking on the fumes. He suggested Laszlo open the window more; his drafting table was next to the window, but he could not do much. Laszlo started to fight fire with fire, in this case, smoke with smoke.

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