Then as days passed we became very close. Our semester holidays approached. She had some work to do regarding the college project for which she was go...ing out of town and she stayed in a room in the city where her project related company was in.She was staying with 5 of her friends who were also involved in the same project. I told my parents that I have project work and I too went there and booked a room there in the same hotel where she and her friends were staying.By that time we were. There was an old man, may be in his late 60s,at the front desk. Even before I could say something, he told “No Vacancy”. I literally begged with him to accommodate me somehow. He looked up from his newspaper and was scanning me from top to bottom, analyzing each inch of me. I must say that I am quite attractive with an innocent-cute face, with big sparkling eyes. And I used to get a lot of compliments for my long eye lashes and the cutie smile I give. After deciding on something, the old. You must answer correctly, every time. What is your name?”“Ummm, ah, Joy. Joy Kofi.”“Not good enough. You hesitated. How old are you?”“Fifteen.”“Better. Be right on the ball, every time, with these questions. Who am I?”“My John. Oh, you mean ... John Kofi, my second cousin.”“That’s the idea. The response should be automatic; you shouldn’t have to think. Practice it: Say it to yourself, and I will ask you at intervals.”“Where are we going now, John?”“With a bit of luck, we are booking seats for. Miss Kast had never been inside the backroom on a butcher shop having avoided them when she was Jessica's age, once inside the backroom Miss Kast looked around and could see a large guillotine used for decapitating a girl-pig, a large stew pot for boiling and a gallows set up with six noose's ready for use, but in the center of the room was a J-3000 spitting machine of gleaming silver chrome with the steel spit locked in place behind where the pig would be restrained, "Well Miss Kast here she.