Claudia thought about it. Serving people, doing dishes, what a horrible way to pass a weekend. But it was better than losing the car. A taxi to school every day would cost far more. If only she could get out of teaching, everything would be all right.

"Well," she said timidly. "W-when would this be?"

"This weekend. Friday night to Sunday night. You stay the whole time." He tapped ash into the ashtray.

Claudia wanted to burst into more tears. "All right then."

"Please, don't sound so enthusiastic." He looked at her closely for a while. "I think it will work out. Here's the address. Be there by six o'clock Friday."

Claudia was in a turmoil the rest of the week. It was ghastly enough that she had to put up with the wretched boys in her English class, but she would also be working the whole weekend. That depressed her enough, but she couldn't go back to the bars, that was even worse. Every time she looked at it, life got more unbearable.

She was at the depths of her depression as she got into the car Friday night and drove to the big house on the outskirts of town. The house was in its own grounds and she realized just how wealthy Tom must be. She parked around the back of the house where there were two other cars. As she went up the steps, she noticed that both of the other cars were from Tom's garage.

A slim blonde woman came to the door. "Hi, you Claudia?"

"Yes." Claudia wished she were dead.

"I'm Heidi, Tom's wife," said the woman. Heidi was beautiful with her blonde hair, wide mouth and hard, pale fawn eyes, but made of steel, Claudia thought. She was dressed in a tight black leather skirt with high black boots that went under the hem of the skirt and had to stop somewhere on her thighs. Above that, she wore a tight black blouse that was open to show the link in her bra between high-thrusting tits, and a black leather jacket. The whole outfit disturbed Claudia a lot.