Imagine this. You call, and instead of one voice answering, there are two. Mine, low and warm and familiar, and hers, softer, a little shy, a little thrilled to be here. Two girls, one phone, and all of our attention on you.
We planned this for you. She was nervous at first, I will admit it. She had never done anything like this before. But I talked her through it the way I will talk you through everything tonight: slowly, patiently, with a hand on her back and my voice in her ear telling her she is doing beautifully.
Here is how it works. I describe what I am doing, and she describes what she is doing, and sometimes we describe each other. I tell you about the way she looks right now, flushed and wide eyed, her breathing already uneven. She tells you about me, about what my hands are doing, and hearing myself described in her soft voice does things to me I did not expect.
Having two girls on the line means twice the attention and twice the mischief. While I am talking you through touching yourself, she is whispering encouragement. While she is describing how she touches herself, I am adding details she is too shy to say. We take care of each other, and we take care of you.
My favorite moment is when we both get quiet at the same time. You can hear us breathing, two rhythms finding each other, and you know exactly what is happening even though neither of us is saying a word. Then one of us breaks, a gasp or a moan, and the other follows, and you are right there with us.
She is braver now than when we started. She just told me to tell you that she likes the sound of your voice. I told her to tell you herself. Go on, I said. He is waiting. And she did, soft and honest, and I felt proud of her and impossibly turned on all at once.
Two voices means you never have to choose what to focus on. Close your eyes and let us wash over you. Her softness, my warmth, the way we overlap and intertwine until you cannot tell where one of us ends and the other begins. That blurring is the whole point.
Call the dispatcher and ask for Ella. Tell them you want the night with two voices. I will bring her, I will bring myself, and together we will make sure you never want to go back to just one.
Yours, Ella