When I was young I was mauled by two “american boxers” (now pitbulls) and was in the hospital for a week. I still have scars from them on my neck and face. To this day, I get nervous, even around chihuahuas.
I worked for 30 years in prison and read the files about so many young guys who were in prison for SA by sleeping with their minor girlfriend, with some actually living in the girlfriends house with her family, after breaking up. All of a sudden, Mom would get upset and call the cops.
Guilty, your honor.