Is she a rival?

"...your rival?" Stanley asked. He was kidding, mostly, but she did seem to be a little more disgusted by Keith than she usually was when he brought up porn, or porn games, or erotica, or some new horny art, or a hot woman who had been in the store recently, etc.

Alice went pale, silently watching Stanley's face, as if checking to see what he already knew. He took that as confirmation. "Holy nuts, I was kidding, but she is, isn't she? Do you two go a long way back?" Stanley said, gleefully.

"I don't want to talk about this," Alice said, turning in a huff.

"Did you try to do porn to compete with her," Keith said. He was already pulling out his phone, no idea what he was going to search.

"No, Loser," she said, still walking away.

"Are you lying?" Stanley joked.

Her only response was to flip him the bird. She went into the restroom to clean. Stanley and Keith leaned against the counter, still laughing at their friend. "I wonder if they went to high school together. There's no way Alice doesn't know Claire," Stanley said.

"Who cares about that? Alice does porn!" Keith said, desperately searching the web.

"No way she actually does. If she was making porn money she wouldn't be working in this place," Stanley said. He looked around the convenience store. It really was a shit store in a shit part of town. Doing at least a little of his job, he turned on the food-warmer machines at the front and popped the hot dogs onto the rollers, and unwrapped the pizzas before putting them in their display box. It wasn't unusual for Keith to have forgotten, but it would look bad if the owner came by.

"But there's a chance," Keith said, determined. He mostly ignored Stanley, as dedicated to his quest as he was. Instead, he found a social media post that a different of his favorite pornstars just got implants. He let out a gasp.

"What? Did you find it?" Stanley asked.

No one noticed when Keith's phone screen switch to his OnlyFans app, on Alice's page. Apparently she was @Janey-Juiced, and called herself Janey, but there was no way the person on that screen wasn't Alice. Keith quickly subscribed, not thinking for a second about the $5 per month fee, and scrolled through the images like a starving man on a food blog.

"Slow down, let me see!" Stanley said. He felt a little skeevy checking out his friend like that, but she was cute. Besides, she put it out there herself, even if it's under another name. "Is she popular?"

"Yeah, Man, she's prolific and she's hot. She's got to be making bank on this." Keith slowed down, showing Stanley each picture, one by one. He lingered a little longer on a picture of her in a Santa costume with a candy cane sticking out from her butt cheeks. "I wanna see how far she's gone. These are all so tame."

They weren't tame to Stanley, who was surprised to see several sharpies sticking out of her butt, or nipple clamps on her boobs, but maybe they had different standards. He felt himself growing hard again, and he knew what he had to do.