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I was 16. What could I report to the police? That I lied to my Mom about who I was going out with that night? I had never lied to her before. That I was with a man in his 30's. I didn't even know his last name. I didn't know where he was taking me. I didn't know the address of the building and the apartment. I didn't know the names of the men. I shouldn't have been drinking at 16 but I drank cognac/brandy to fit in with the sophisticated older man. It was my first time getting drunk. I didn't know I would pass out. I wouldn't have been able to give a police sketch artist a description of the men because I don't remember their faces. I was unconscious most of the time. The police would have said it was my fault. I didn't know about rape test kits back then. Looking back even if they did a rape test there would be no evidence because they bathed me.
I do wish I reported the second Alex later on. I learned his name later because he apologized profusely to me about what happened and I got involved with him for several months afterwards. Yes, one of my rapists became my lover. That's what he called us. One time he kidnapped me, literally pulled me out of the laundromat and kept me locked in his apartment for a weekend. Another time he made me drink alcohol, telling me if I didn't he would shove it down my throat glass and all. He tried to get me to go upstate with him (for sex with others). He tried to force me to have sex with another couple - I escaped and took the subway home. He said he was trying to expand my horizons. I was so wrapped around his little finger that I apologized to him. The day he was naturalized as a US citizen he kept me locked in his bedroom. He usually kept me naked, taking all my clothes and I didn't know where they were. Once he had visitors and he hid me in his bedroom closet. I was naked and terrified. I didn't know whether I could trust who was there or not so I kept quiet. So I wish I had reported him and got him deported. He was Russian.
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