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A Night With the ProfessordeletedI am 21 years old now. I live in bangalore but completed my college studies in Delhi. This story that I am going to narrate what happened to me when I was 17. I was in Delhi and I was studying in a pretty good college, I lived with my father back then, my mother died when I was 3 so I don?t remember her much, my father had to work a lot so he was rarely home and since I had no authority figure I was quite a mess at the age of 16 itself so he decided to send me to Delhi for my studies. In Delhi I was living in a hostel which was pretty far from my college about 8 KM?s I had to take an auto every day.As every day I got ready for college and left at 10:00. Classes were going on as usual but it started to rain heavily by the time it was over. I looked for an auto as I came out of the college but there wasn?t one in sight. It was pretty cold so I went to the canteen to get a cup of coffee and thought that the raining would stop by the time I was finished with my coffee, I waited for about fifteen minutes and then a friend of mine came over and asked if I wanted a lift to my hostel, but I was modest and I refused but little did I realize that I would regret that choice. As I sipped my third cup of coffee the rain was still pouring outside. The waiter in the canteen told me that they were going to lock up and I had to leave. I looked at the time on my cell phone and it was a quarter past 6, I had been waiting in the canteen for over two hours. I went outside and looked for an auto, no luck the streets were empty. I was now in deep shit if I wasn?t in the hostel by 7:00 I wouldn?t be allowed in. I thought that if I called the warden and told her what had happened she would let me off the hook for once. So I called the hostel, the warden picked up, I told her what had happened but she wouldn?t understand, she said she knew all about what kind of a girl I was, she told me that my father had warned her about my past, I pleaded with her, but the bitch didn?t listen, she told me to go find another place because she wasn?t going to let me inside, then the whore just hung up on me.Another 30 minutes passed and now it was 6:45 and it was still raining, I was standing under a billboard as I saw somebody walk out of my college I didn?t know what to do, I couldn?t ask for help from a complete stranger, so I walked over just to see who it was. It was my college professor and old man who thought physics by the looks of it he was probably around 55 or 60, he wasn?t bald he had a thick coat of grey hair, it was usually uncombed and ruffled up. He turned around and he was startled to see me there in the dark soaking wet, he asked me if everything was alright, I just broke into tears and told him my story. He told me that he would drop me to my hostel but I told him that the warden would not let me. I asked him ?Sir is it ok if I stayed with you for the night? ?. He told me ? No no, my dear That would be a problem for the both of us, I could loose my job if any body found out about it ?. I started to cry again and he probably felt bad and he agreed reluctantly. I got in his car, it was an old maruthi 800, there was a ton of clothes and books, papers in the back of his car he gave me a towel to wipe myself off. I was wearing a black T-Shirt and a tight denim Skirt, by now they were both completely drenched I looked down and I could clearly see the shape