The first time I saw my rapist I was attracted to him. He was so good-looking. I learned soon after that he was married, and I had recently become friends with his wife. I realized they were married about three days after I saw him. I do not pursue relationships with married men, so that is where my interest in him ended. He was constantly asking me inappropriate questions about how big my breasts were and asking to touch them whenever she wasn't in the same room as him. I refused to answer. In the early hours of {~Date~}, he made his move. This was the day my son turned 10. My son spent the night at their house. I was hanging out with them at their house late and the wife fell asleep. he started trying to get in to my shirt and I kept pushing him away. He still persisted and eventually was able to successfully get to my breast. He got up to get dish soap (I don't know what he planned on doing with it) and I left. I went home and hung out upstairs for a little bit before going downstairs to where my room was. When I walked in he stepped out and stood between me and the door. I don't know how many times I told him no and that I was not sleeping with him, but he just stood there and smiled at me as he hunted me like prey. he overpowered me and pushed me onto my bed. I tried to hold my pants up but he managed to remove them anyways. My thoughts were that he was stronger than me, I didnt want to get physically hurt and destroy my son's tenth birthday. I stared at the ceiling the whole time. I smelled his cigarette breath and felt his saliva on my breast. I acted like I wasnt there at all. When he was done he asked if it felt good, and I responsed yes. He said "good, now your mine and I can have you at any time I want". He left taking the condom with him. i curled into a ball and cried. I texted my best friend and said "I think I was just raped but I'm not going to report it". she responded with "I'm so sorry hun". I didn't want to hurt his wife or ruin his faminly so i choose to keep quiet. That night he came and had some of the ice cream and cake my son had. The look he gave me, that stupid smile...terrified me. I had a panic attack and went to my room to cry. My roommate joined me and I told her what happened, and that I wanted to call the cops. There were two cops, a man and woman. They accused me of making a false accusation to get revenge and made me feel so small. The female asked me "Did you enjoy it?' I believe in honestly, so I said "Did my body respond? yes, Did I enjoy it? NO". He went into hiding as my landlord told him I reported. The neighbors called me a slut and a liar, I moved to get away from the whole thing. In the end the cops dropped the case without even talking to him. I'm studying to be a lawyer and I hope to make changes so victims don't have to go through what I did. If you have read my whole story thank you, I know its long.