I get high marks in sex education."So, we finished up our Monday session and she drove me home.Well, I figured, what the hell, at least give it a good... try. So, I did the work, wrote up the summaries and had them with me when she picked me up on Wednesday."So, Grant, are you ready?" I think so. I've got it all done. I think you've got me pretty motivated." Hmm, thought I might. Well, we'll see shortly won't we?"As she sat at her kitchen table reading my summaries, I tensely awaited her. They were waiting when the front desk call up that their limo was waiting.At the studio, they were taken in and given a quick tour of the set, taken to makeup and then to the Green Room. The stars of the show came in and met with them to see how they were doing under the pressure. An assistant came in with the releases for them all to sign. Jenni would be in the care of one of the assistants just off the set but Mandy went ahead and signed a release for her as well in case she happened to be. I dug out my mobile from the bottom of my bag to see if I’d missed any calls……nothing. No messages, but far more importantly no signal.‘Fuck’, I said under my breath. It was almost mid night and even though home was only a few miles away, a walk back in summer sandals down dimly lit country lanes was most definitely not an option.I tottered back to the festival area looking for some help. Near the entrance I found one of the security men who very kindly, on hearing my predicament, escorted me. I got an overwhelming response from Telugu readers and some of them asked me to post the same in English so that it could reach more ISS readers.So about me, I am aged about 30 years and married to a software engineer since three years currently residing at Bengaluru. My hometown is ambajipeta a village near amalapuram in Andhra Pradesh.I visit my hometown to celebrate festivals and functions.In this story, I am going to narrate an incident which took place in august 2016 with Ramesh aged about.