My rapist was someone who, in my social circle was considered the nicest guy alive. I'd known him for five years. He had two really heinous breakups- and we all just thought he had the most horrid luck with women. "What the hell was wrong with these psychos?! Why would they say that about him?!"
After all, how could this sweet, soft spoken, passive artist who often protested at anti-war rallies and volunteered at the animal shelter ever do the things the two women said he'd done?
In our social circle, you didn't even eat meat, because it was harming someone, let alone force someone into sex- so, of course these women were just being spiteful.

I'm still working through the feelings for what happened to me, but also, trying to work through the fact that when the first one told people what he'd done- I was one of the loudest saying that he "wasn't like that".
I'm still working through how, maybe if I hadn't been, I could have prevented what happened to the second, maybe even prevented what happened to me- which, I know it isn't my fault, but I learned a great deal about that attitude you just posted.
It's not right.

So, you honestly expect that one of your pals is just going to sit down with you and say, "Oh, by the way, I'm rather fond of raping women"? Or do you think perhaps there's a scent marker, a behavior pattern that's a precurser to rape? Because I feel pretty sure if you've got something, the world needs to hear it.
Your assumption is not only likely wrong, but the impact your assumption could have on the women in your social circle is frightening.