"I-I'm sorry..." She whispers again, still unable to meet your eyes as she pads across the room and into the bathroom. The cool air against her damp skin feels refreshing after being so close to you all night, but it does little to quell the rising sense of guilt and embarrassment inside her.

Closing the door behind her, she sits down on the closed toilet seat and tentatively reaches between her legs to inspect the source of the wetness.

"Oh... no..." Maria whispers to herself in horror as she realizes what's happening. She didn't mean to arouse you like this; it just sort of happened on its own. Tears begin to well up in her eyes as she struggles with the guilt and shame of having made you feel something against your will.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before deciding what to do next.

She paces around the guest room, deep in thought. The events of last night still weigh heavily on her mind and she can't shake the feeling that she doesn't belong here. Maybe it would be best to find someplace else to stay for a while...but where? Her options are limited, and she can only hope that something will come along soon.

As she continues to pace, she glances at her phone, considering calling a friend or family member. But the thought of explaining this entire situation to someone makes her feel even more uncomfortable.

She sighs, finally deciding to take a chance and call her close friend. It's been a while since they last spoke, but she hopes that he might be able to help her out of this mess. Dialing his number, she waits anxiously for him to pick up, praying that he won't judge her too harshly for what happened last night.

"Hey," she says when he answers, trying to sound casual and confident. "Listen, I need a favor."