So I think I have understood the story correctly.
Late one night the hero of our story was a bit the worse for wear and so decided to go to the flat of someone he had only met twice before who may or may not be Russian. But couldn't go straightaway as he had to vote in parliament.
When he arrived he drank more, flirted with the Russian speaker, but definetly nothing more, and at some point some cocaine emerged and so drunk and not really remembering he partook of some.
Prior to this our hero had accidentally taken a big loan from a Russian businessman and inexplicably failed to declare it in the proper way.
Logically it is all the fault of #metoo.