This is the part 2 sequel. If you did not read part 1 yet, it is recommended to be read before part 2 for continuity.
Oksana dutifully followed Thomas' guidance throughout their four-week stay in the capital city Rog. She took care of the kitchen so they could enjoy good meals together. She also stayed away from certain stores and streets that he was not comfortable that she would see, and she learned more about living in Canada using a laptop he bought for her.
She was very happy to be with him, and looked for his confirmation and approvals whenever she did something. She was not confident in herself to make decisions but felt increasingly comfortable and confident with him when they had sex.
"I feel very secure with you," she told him over dinner one evening. "I think, because you are older than me, and I did not grow up with a father, I think, in a way, you have been like my father."
"Yes, I can understand that. You lacked a father figure growing up. This is important for a girl."
"In the time we have been together, I have been thinking about this. Yes you are like a father in a way, for me. I needed a man to help me, to give me guidance with what is right. My grandfather was sometimes very gentle with me. But I think you have been more strong with me. More firm. I never had this, I needed this growing up."
"So you feel I have been like your strong father, to guide you?" he asked.
"Yes. I want this," she said, but after a pause, added smiling "but of course you are also my husband. And we make love. This part, I don't think is with my father."
"I guess not," he laughed.
When her residency permit was finally issued by the embassy and it was time to leave Barulastam, they became very excited at starting their lives in their home together. In the long journey to Toronto, she followed his guidance at each step, as she did too to settle into their house.
But in this large and vibrant city, with its many languages and cultures and complexity, Oksana was enthralled and wanted to explore. He encouraged her to walk around and discover her new world by foot, and she wholeheartedly did so at every daytime opportunity she had. Thomas was aware of her excitement and asked about her walks and discoveries at each dinner they had together at home.
She began taking courses at the university to eventually complete her degree that she had started in Barukastan. For this, she attended classes and spent time with other students for group projects. She always walked to the downtown campus.
Oksana tried to only have female friends but she easily drew the attention of males. Her pretty face, long blond hair, slim figure with full breasts, and exotic accent became a magnet for young horny men. Some other girls noticed the attention she received even as she tried to avoid it.
As she began to make new friends, she went out with them in cafes.
"Is it ok if I go out with my friends to a bar tomorrow night?" she asked Thomas one day. The friends were all girls from her program.
"Which bar is this?"
She told him what one of them suggested and he thought about its location and clientele.
"This bar is not far from the campus," he said to her. "I remember being there. It isn't just with students but it also has people from another neighbourhood. I think there's a lot of drinking and pool tables there, with betting."
"I don't know... I, it was suggested by Maddie in my group."
"I think this is a place that you could get into trouble in. I don't want you to go to that place."
She wasn't expecting that kind of response from him. "But Thomas, why? My friends are going there."
"Because I know of that place and it isn't a place for you. I said because you could get into trouble there." He turned his attention elsewhere to indicate the matter was decided.
But Oksana pouted and felt he was being unfair to her, and she would be left out with her friends.
What happened the following night was the sort of thing teenagers typically do. Oksana, under social pressure from her new friends, called him after classes to say that she was hanging out with Maddie at her house but instead went with her and two other girls to that very bar.
At eleven at night, she came home, and Thomas was waiting for her in the living room. At first, he only had an expression of concern for her as she entered. Oksana looked stressed and she was not wearing the jacket she left home with that morning. She looked at him with foreboding and guilt all over her face.
"Oksana, are you okay?" he asked intently.
"Oh Thomas, I, no, I, I am very sorry. I had a very bad experience tonight," she hesitated. "I am scared. I was scared there."
She went to him and hugged him. Thomas took her in his arms and held her to comfort her. But he felt her stress and noticed her jacket was missing. Her hair was also strewn unusually.
"It's alright, you're safe now," he whispered. "You're with me now." But he knew there was more forthcoming.
"Oh Thomas, I am so sorry. I did something very bad. I...I did not, I didn't listen to you."
"What did you do?"
"I went to that bar tonight."
He paused as he held her, and finally said "I see. Why did you do that?"
"I don't know,... I just felt I needed to, I wanted to be with my friends."
"What happened at this bar?"
"We started having fun, with drinks. And then some men came to us. And two of them were speaking with me when I was separated from my friends. They were pushy. Maddie saw this and came to help me... but another guy then stopped her to talk with her. I think we were having too many drinks."
"What did those two guys do with you?" Thomas' tone was getting upset. He held her at arms length now, with his hands firmly on her shoulders.
