He thought about waysthat he could get out of the house and expend some of it.He remembered that there was a playground not far from his house and hef...gured that he could probably slip out of his house and walk up therewithout raising too much suspicion. He had to figure out what to doabout getting back in the house afterward. He didn't have any pocketsto carry a key in. He didn't want to just leave the door open or hidehis keys around the house, just in case someone might find them andtake. Mom was not there at home as she went out for walking with her local mates in our area. Jyothi brought coffee for both of us, I saw her she was wearing churidhar. She looked at me & asked whether I need some sugar, I said it’s perfect. She smiled & walked inside the kitchen. My bro was watching TV, while I kept watching Jyothi’s back when she was walking. It was swinging in air, looked awesome.Our kitchen is located exactly opposite to hall; it has clear view from the place where I was sitting.. I could see the fear in her eyes. “Oh, no, Mr. Meyers, please don’t do that. Please, please, don’t tell my parents.” She began crying, sobbing uncontrollably, tears running down her face. I stood awkwardly, waiting for her to stop. “Robin, please stop crying. Don’t you see, I have to let your parents know? I know I’d want to know in their situation. What you did was very wrong.” She continued sobbing. “I know, Mr. Meyers. I’m awful sorry. I’ll never do it again, only please, please, please. For my purpose I renamed him Nerd one, he was the black male, and nerd two was the female. Jarrett couldn’t do that in the new world of correctness, but I sure as hell could. As long as I gave instructions for the typist to look up their names it was likely I wouldn’t have to answer for it.Jarrett assigned the research of the incident in the jail to the mild mannered black male. He was really interested in how the kid handled himself. To his surprise Nerd one did a very good job on the report..