"Haha! If you reaaaly want it, well, its in the back of my pants. Near my butt. Man, there are some juicy gossip in this diary. It’s possible I won’t say anything, perphaps you can do something for me?"
Howard smirked at the thought of it, making her do his bidding in exchange for his silence. Oh, how Bruce that would be! Maybe he can broadcast it on Heidi’s show.
"Oh my God, I didn’t you had a crush on—-"
Heidi froze on the spot, Howard's wrists still in a firm grip, when she was processing the information. And as that task was done an instant shudder crawled down her spine.
"What the JUICE, Howard?! That's--"
Disgust wasn't there to linger for too long though for another shudder soon followed the last one. This time, however, it wasn't one of nauseation. It was downright shock. This gigantic shoob wasn't gonna... He wouldn't---!
"STOP, SHOOSH!!", she exclaimed, hands darting to his mouth in order to hinder any further word from escaping. "Stop right there."
For quite a while her hands lingered there until Heidi eventually eased the weight on his mouth. Not out of sympathy, obviously. She knew there was no way out of this situation.
After she took a deep breath, the girl asked sheepishly: "What do you want me to do?"
