Chapter 89

“Ed!” A red faced Chief Bartlet stepped back and adjusted himself.

Coach smiled and licked his lips.

Seeming to get a hold of himself, the chief turned to Troy. “What do we do? Do I have to fuck him or something?” he pointed to Coach, “to make this happen?”

Coach rolled his eyes.

“No.” Troy had enabled the powers of his six sotans, but could he do the same for a fellow tuohygan? “Let me try something.” He put his right hand on the back of Chief Bartlet’s neck.

“You’re not gonna kiss me as well, are you?”

“Shut up,” Coach snapped.

“No.” Troy concentrated. He could feel his hand getting warmer and there was a tingling in his biceps, but there was no flash of lightning or clap of thunder like when Troy had received his powers from the senior councilman.

“I don’t feel any different,” Chief Bartlet admitted after about half a minute.