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⚠︎ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ,ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴀᴛᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛᴇᴅ s*xᴜᴀʟ ᴀssᴀᴜʟᴛ/s*xᴜᴀʟ ᴀssᴀᴜʟᴛ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀᴇᴅ⚠︎

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⚠︎ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ,ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴀᴛᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛᴇᴅ s*xᴜᴀʟ ᴀssᴀᴜʟᴛ/s*xᴜᴀʟ ᴀssᴀᴜʟᴛ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀᴇᴅ⚠︎

𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘀' 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖻𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝖭𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖲𝗍 𝖢𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗎𝗉𝗌𝖾𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗉 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒.𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.

𝖠𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗅 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝖬𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗋𝗍,𝖿𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄.𝖸𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗒,𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝖽𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋.𝖯𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗏𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗌,𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗂𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝖬𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌.

𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗓𝗓𝗒,𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋.𝖲𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽,𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽.

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