Could you help me first?

You blink, wondering what help she needs, but looking over at her, you realize it isn't anything particularly difficult. Her hand has drifted down to the crotch of her close-fitting nylon flight suit, and she caresses herself gently while looking at you with a faint smile.

"Please? It's been a while since I've seen any other people."

She sits down on the ground and spreads her legs, apart, continuing to touch herself slightly as she waits for your decision. You realize that you can see her private areas outlined through the fabric, and you feel your erection growing in your pants.

However, you still have the rescue to think about.