When the confession came, Jude dipped her head down so that their eyes could meet, pointing her pointer and middle fingers at her own wide open eyes and then back at Serena. Once her point was made, she gently lifted the other woman’s chin so she could see her speak. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” She signed. “How long?”
Seeing Judith bending next to her, ensuring that their eyes could meet, was enough to make Serena weak in the knees. Other than her family and lifelong friends, no one in her life had ever worked as much as Jude had to be able to totally communicate, in all aspects, like the eye contact and the insistence that they be able to communicate. Serena had ex-girlfriends who hadn’t bothered to learn more than her favorite movie and color, let alone any of her language. Serena shivered at the Domme’s touch, feeling herself shifting just slightly into subspace. “I’m sorry, Miss. I’m used to it. It has been happening since I was a teenager. So, when it started up this time, I didn’t think anything of it.” Her cheeks felt hot, but she kept going, wanting to be honest with Jude.