Not if you took her up the council, dry and rubbed your manfat into her eyes. That would be no more than she deserves.
I hope to god you didn't go down on her, make her cum or cuddle her. Ideally she should have left your house at 4am in floods of tears, assuming she left your house that is and isn't still there as a 'souvenir'.
Once you've had a ginge you will never go back....you soon learn to live with the smell of twiglets and old batteries and the delightful paleness of the skin is admirably counterpointed by half a pint of man-fat running in the valley between her peachy breasts.
Oh could you all excuse me for a minute, something has come up and I need to w4nk myself stupid. I always find honesty is the best policy.