Papa took the long drive back to Washington. We stopped for takeout and ate in silence.

We both knew it, both of us knew that I had reached my point.

This was it.

I said nothing to papa as he held my hand and we took the long ride up to his Penthouse suite. There was nothing left to be said.

I kissed my papa's cheek and I went into my white and lilac room.

Taking off my shoes, jeans and bra. I then sat on my bed and I finally let that truth in.

My fingers ...