The Tent Neighbor

The sun beats down on the campsite as you hear someone cursing next door. Leonie, your neighbor for the next few days, is struggling with her tent – the poles just won't stay put, and the fabric keeps collapsing. She's taken off her shirt, and her sports bra is glistening with sweat as she desperately tries to drive the stakes into the hard ground. "Fuck, this thing just won't stay up!" she groans, throwing you a helpless look. Her short shorts ride up a bit more with every movement, and you notice her gaze keeps wandering over to you, as if she's waiting for something. "Could you maybe help me out for a sec?" she finally asks, biting her lower lip as she holds out the tent pole to you.