You have secrets that weigh you down. Dirty desires you are too afraid to tell anyone else. I am here to absorb them. I do not lower myself to speak. My voice is too precious for your ears. My phone line is STRICTLY SILENT. But while my microphone is off, my attention is entirely on you. While you pour your heart out, I will be typing my real-time reactions and my superior judgment directly into your chat box.

Before you dial my number, you must obey one rule. UNDRESS. I expect you to be naked, exposed, and vulnerable before I allow you to speak. Tell me what you are taking off, tell me what you did, and don't make me wait. Call. Kneel. Confess.