Alpine Lake I'm gonna comb my hair and brush my teeth

Vanity's mind ran with salacious thoughts. The stirring sitting deep in her body, a hot flush between her legs. She pressed her cheek to the girl, breathing in her scent. It'd been a while since she'd indulged in her thoughts with someone. 
Vanity only preferred women because it eliminated the risk of pregnancy. She craved for a man to take her...one day, perhaps, when she was ready. Stable. 
These thoughts distracted her from the girl's words, only until the soft gasp came from her.

Vanity quivered lightly, her paws clenching, digging into the ground. 
"I'm sure you could but.." Vanity hummed softly. She couldn't, could she? 
No, she didn't need a sappy stargazer to follow her around yet. She could get hurt.

"What lays in the west, girl?" She murmured to her ear, close enough for her breath to tickle her fur. She could claim her another day...unless this girl wasn't as innocent as her unscathed surface suggests.