"Jerrod,"I pleaded, "what ... what happened?" Something seemed wrong with myvoice.Jerrod looked around the room, then back at me. "Who ... who are y...ou?"he asked, his eyes wide."It's me," I countered weakly. I saw the look on his face at myresponse, and I felt fear. My best friend didn't know who I was. Iglanced around at the other faces, and I realized they had the sameexpression - no recognition of who I was. "It's me, Lowell," I added.Something was wrong with my hearing; my voice. A little later, one of our customers said the wharf had a weird feeling this afternoon. He said the Masters had heard that slaves had been brought here. They were stopping the ships from leaving and doing ship to ship searches for them. There were druids everywhere.Kim and I grinned and wondered whose idea that was. I hadn’t even thought of it. It was ingenious as it justified the druids being on the wharf and would piss Gazan off greatly. I suspected if they found the ship with the cells, it. I went near my wife and gave her a kiss. She responded by hugging me. I slowly removed the nightgown and she was there only on her bra and panty. I signaled my friend to come near. He came started to kiss her from her foot. Then, I did the same thing. Still, she did not find the difference as she was in half sleep. He moved up and started to press her boobs. She was still closing her eyes. I again kissed her on the lips. Then I got away and sat on the bed. My friend removed his shirt and pant. She was getting a ride home from her father after school. That was an hour and a half ago. A lot could happen between those two in an hour and a half under normal circumstances, not to mention the volatile situation they were in today.I left school and got in my car. After thinking about it, I decided to drive home. The last thing I wanted to do was walk into the middle of John and Jill. Who knows what I'd find. If Jill wanted me, which I was pretty sure she would at some point, she was smart.