As Michael soothed the crying girl he began to get anxious that tecnically he had actually raped her. She had not given him her consent. He knew he had done the wrong thing, but seeing her masturbating in front of him had been too much. He hoped she would forgive him. All thoughts of this girl being anyone but Dana had left his mind. He also had to assume that Dana was on the pill otherwise he might have just become a father. "Hey, don't be upset. It was fun. I really enjoyed it, you did as well didn't you?'
Jared was still sobbing and couldn't get words out. She had enjoyed the sex and had felt guilty that whilst Michael was inside of her she had wrapped her legs around his holding him in place. She had not wanted him pulling out prematurely. She was only sobbing because she wondered how she was ever going to look Michael in the eye again once she was back in her own male body. She did not consider what had just happened as rape.
Just then there was the distinct "Ding Dong" of a doorbell. 'Someone's here' utterered a panicking Michael. Worried it may have been Dana's boyfriend. He knew that Dana did have a boyfriend even if he didn't know that boyfriend's name. 'You had better see who it is. I'll hide'
'It's probably Dana's parents'
'If it was Dana's parents they would already be inside. They wouldn't ring the doorbell' Michael had bounced out of the bed and was already pulling up his undies as he endeavored to get dressed. He was wondering how easy it would be to crawl out the window. 'Get yourself dressed and see who it is. Give me a warning if I need to get out of here'
'Maybe they will just go away?' that was more wishful thinking than anything else on Jared's behalf.
Michael was by now putting his shirt on and it seemed obvious that the girl wasn't going to do anything about the doorbell ringing. The doorbell rang again. 'At least look out the window and see who it is' Michael implored the girl. He handed her what appeared to be a dressing gown.
Jared reluctantly accepted the gown and got off the bed before putting it on over the top of the black lingerie. She also found the panties that she had discarded and pulled it back on as the doorbell rang yet again. Thinking up an excuse to explain her state of undress she made her way to the front door. (perhaps she was about to have a shower?). There she put her eye to the spyhole.
It was.....