Jack said, “Oh, dear. I’m so sorry that this is taking so long. Maybe, we should stop. We’ll figure out another way.”Laila shot back, “Jack,...maybe it’ll help if you stopped thanking and apologizing. I think you’re letting your guilt or gratitude prevent you from feeling the... euphoria. Just forget about everything and for lack of a better expression, I gotta say… just enjoy yourself!”Jack looked at Laila and then at Marty.Marty supported Laila by saying, “Mom’s right, Grandpa. Don’t worry. “I'm finished with the equipment,” he told her as he went ahead and poured himself a glass as well. “It’s ready for testing.”“Then why doesn’t this seem like a happy toast?” She asked sensing his mood. He glanced at her then took a sip of his drink, clearly stalling. “Because,” he finally answered. “I talked to Granning and he’s already petitioned for the grant, but he’s only giving us 2%. I didn’t even bring up the lab use because without more grant money, we can’t pay our research subjects.”. The only way you would know it wasn't the Quorn or some other English meet is that all the Kobekistanis are excellent riders. That and the hounds, of course." The hounds, Sir?" We use pure-bred Irish Wolfhounds. I believe I own more of them than anyone else in the world, by a very large margin. We need them for the sort of country we have, and the quarry is a slave, usually female." Expensive, using slaves, Sir?" Oh, we don't literally kill them, at least not often. The dogs certainly don't. Non of it was sexual. I never felt like we were doing anything wrong or inappropriate. Being the only boy, mom really didn't know how to raise me. She had raised four daughters and there wasn't a man around to explain stuff to her either. I was at the age when I would get erections for no reason and being that I had no male to talk to I was embarrassed by it.I remember one night laying on the floor watching TV and mom told me to go pee. I said i didnt have to and then she used the NOW voice.