"Is it okay for me to come up?" Zamora texted me, and I grit my teeth as I patiently typed out a yes and a smiley cat emoji.

A moment later, I heard her familiar knock at my door.

"Come in!" I called out to her, brushing out one stray wrinkle from my dress.

"Hello, Lucy," said Zamora, her head down, so it took her a while before she lifted her eyes and saw what I was wearing.

"Wow!" gushed Zamora.

"Yeah, isn't it cute?  It's from that new boutique in Los Angeles.  I can't wait for when the weather is warm enough for me to wear it outside," I said.

"Now, I definitely can't wait to see what else they sent you," said Zamora, approaching me to closely inspect every aspect of my dress.

"Aren't babydoll dresses the best?  All I need is a good pair of sandals, and I'm ready for the summer," I said, happily twirling to show Zamora every angle.

"I swear, you look like you're maybe 15 years old in that dress, Lucy," said Zamora, her eyes shining.

"Wow, thanks!  I really do feel like a happy kid in this dress.  It's just so light and free," I said.

"Jeez, the hem of that dress is a little short.  Better be careful when you sit down, with that one," said Zamora, giving me an intense look.

"I can just feel the warmth of the summer sun on my skin," I said, slipping into a lovely daydream of walking along the beach on some tropical island.

"Lucy, what are you doing?" said Zamora, the sharpness in her voice yanking me out of my reverie.  Looking down, I realized that my hand had slipped down between my legs for a brief moment, and there was a familiar warmth rising up from there.

"Oh my god, Zamora," I replied, feeling an intense wave of energy surge throughout my body as I waited for her response.

"I thought... I thought you said you just wanted to be partners, but partners only in making the videos," said Zamora, her eyes as wide as saucers.

"No, Zamora, it's me.  I guess I've been getting a little carried away lately.  It's just really messing with my head that my last video became so popular, and I'm very confused about everything," I said.

For a long moment, Zamora stood there, saying nothing.  But when I held out my arms to hug her, she collapsed into my embrace.

Zamora wasn't wearing any perfume, but the gentle, sweet warmth rising up from her silky soft hair was a wonderful balm, and I realized just how good it felt to have Zamora in my arms.

She really was a beautiful girl, and I felt intensely guilty that I had been so selfish with her.

"Zamora, listen, I promise..." I started to say before Zamora cut me off.

"Shh, no, Lucy," said Zamora, putting her soft finger to my lips.  "We're both young, so there is no need for us to hurry.  We will figure this out as we go, okay?"

I simply could not resist those lovely eyes of hers, so I nodded yes, and drew her in for a kiss.

This second kiss was not as fiery and passionate as the first had been, but it had a deep sweetness to it that convinced me that I wanted to kiss Zamora many more times in the near future.

And for the second kiss, it was Zamora who broke it off slowly and gently, leaving me both intensely satisfied as well as hungry for more.

"Come on, Lucy.  We're a long way from making you a superstar.  Let's film the next video," said Zamora.

And that is exactly what we did for the next ninety minutes.