If you had not trusted that maniac, history might have been different - maybe the two super powers would not have been the US and USSR, but the US and the UK, and hence no cold war.
But there had been no true words for the act then: rape was what occurred when some maniac jumped on you out of a bush, not when your formal-dance date drove you to a side road in the mangy twice-cut forest surrounding a tin-pot mining town and told you to drink up like a good girl and then took you apart, layer by torn layer.