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Hey, if you have not read Part 4A to this story, please go back and read it first. I had to split it into two parts in order for it to fit on here. Thanks and enjoy!
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Lydia texted me a few hours later with her address, told me to be there by 8 pm, to come hungry and wear shorts so we could relax in her hot tub. Nervous as hell, I showed up early, hoping I could hurry through this and get it over with.
As I pulled up, I scanned the block around her house, searching for any sign of Katy’s car. No blue jeeps anywhere. Thank God! I hopped out of my own vehicle and strode up the drive wearing swim trunks, flip flops, and a thin grey tank top.
The Stephens residence was a large oriental style bungalow with a pretty good set of steps leading up to the front door.
It was dark out, but her whole house was really lit up. Even the outside was decked with bamboo lighting, chain lanterns, carefully placed recessed lights, the works.