I then tunnelled through the cavern wall at about 1.2m above the height of the side wall and central of pools short side. I made the outlet about 20cm... wide but only 1cm high and even added a 25cm square ledge with sides higher than the slit for the water to tumble over.I directed enough water flow through the pipe that I formed in the rock to keep the pool full. The height of the fall created a nice shower effect. The water then drained into my floor drain and ran out of the cavern and over the. We had an early dinner and then got ready. Susan did my make-up and Todd became Nancy in her cat-suit, high heels and wig. Susan did her gothic-style make-up and dressed in her cat-suit and boots. We thought about driving but Susan said we should take a cab. I am not sure what the cabbie thought when he picked us up but he did spend a lot of time looking in the rear vision mirror.We got to the house. Did I say house? It was a mansion. It reeked of old money. I rang the doorbell and this guy. I couldn’t back out. I mean, I could, but I wasn’t going to give someone else the Gutenberg. And if anyone had one, Michael Baptiste did.So, I flew to L.A. and took a cab from LAX to Brentwood. It was a lesson in multi-million-dollar real estate. The cab let me out on a circular drive in front of a mansion. A maid answered the door and led me to a magnificent library. The view was amazing, but the books were better.I noted at least five early edition Shakespeare volumes. One couldn't have been. "How's my little girl?" Hey little girl! You look so damn sexy!" You are my gorgeous sexy little girl and I love you so much!"I came to like being called that. It was yet another pet name, a term of endearment that we had made our own. I liked the way it sounded coming from him. I never drew the comparison of a daddy calling a daughter that. My father never did.Sometimes he would test me again."Daddy likes that!" Daddy's excited!" Daddy is disappointed..."I would roll my eyes at him. The fire.