Candi opened her door and called Angel's name. She walked inside and realized he wasn't there. "Hmm, I wonder where he is," she said. She flopped onto the bed and opened the magazine Angel Dust gave her.

Candi sighed. "He's so attractive! He looks so good in all these outfits! I wonder what he did to get in a magazi-" She flipped the page. "Wait... what?" She mumbled, quickly reading what the page said. "Blah blah blah, Hell's biggest PORN STAR????" She stopped reading. "No, there must be some kind of mistake! He can't be... that... that doesn't make any sense! HE'S BEEN HAVING SEX WITH OTHER PEOPLE!?"

Candi flashed back to when Angel said 'There's a lot you don't know about me.' "Is this what he meant?" Candi asked herself. "Why would he give this to me unless he wanted me to find out?" Candi flipped through the magazine. "Well, there are a lot of sexy pictures of him in here at least. This could be a good thing! I just have to prove I'm his biggest fan! And I'll get to see him naked!" Candi gasped. "Maybe I can use this to my advantage!"

Candi flipped a page over and something fell onto her lap. She picked it up and looked at it. It was a DVD. "Perfect!"

Vaggie and Charlie were downstairs eating lunch when they heard a high pitched scream. Vaggie dropped her fork.

"Candi!?' Charlie said.

"Welp, she found out somethin'!" Vaggie said, rushing out of her chair. She and Charlie raced upstairs to find out what happened to their friend. But as they ran down the hallway, they saw Candi already running towards them. "What happened?" they asked simultaneously.

Candi started waving the magazine around. "HE'S A GAY PORN STAR, THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED!!!' She threw the magazine on the ground. "HE'S BEEN LYING TO ME!!!"

"Candi, we're so sor-" Charlie was about to apologize, but Vaggie put a hand on her shoulder and she stopped midsentence.

"Yes, Candi, he is a porn star. He has sex with people for money. But he isn't gay!" Vaggie lied. "Whatever you saw, he did it for money, no other reason. He does like you! He told me!"

Candi's face lit up. "Really?"

"Yup. You know, you should use this information to your advantage. Find out how much he wants," Vaggie said.

"You know what? I will! Thanks, Vaggie!" Candi ran off with her magazine in hand.

Vaggie noticed Charlie giving her a look. "What?" she asked.

Angel Dust came back to his room from a hard day of filming and getting yelled at by his boss. He walked into his room and shrugged it off when he didn't see Candi anywhere. He was thankful for the peace and quiet. Suddenly his door closed and when he turned around, Candi was right there.

"Hello, Angel," she said seductively.

"Candi... why were you standing behind the door all ominous like that?" he asked.

"No reason," Candi answered.

"You really know how to freak a guy out, you know that?"

Candi ignored him. "Where were you?"

Angel knew immediately this was a trick question. She knew exactly where he was. If she read the magazine he gave her, that is. What was she planning? He started getting nervous. She no longer seemed cute and unthreatening. In fact, she was surprisingly threatening. Very, very threatening! And she was slowly walking towards him. Angel wondered if he should fear for his life.

"I said where. Were. You?"

Angel sighed. "Look. Candi... there's something I, uh..."

"Listen to yourself, you're a hot mess. St-t-tutter through your words, breaking a sweat." Candi circled Angel like a shark.

"What's it gonna take to confess what we both know?"

"Woah-oh-oh. You got a secret. Woah-oh-oh. You couldn't keep it. Woah-oh-oh. Somebody leaked it, and now some shit's about to go down." Candi cracked her knuckles.

"I never thought that you would be the one acting like a slut when I was gone!" Candi dramatically pressed the back of her hand to her forehead.

"Maybe you shouldn't oh-oh-oh kiss and tell. Oh-oh-oh."

"You really shoulda kept it in your pants." Candi grabbed a knife and pointed it at Angel, backing him against a wall. "I'm hearing dirty stories from your friends. Maybe you shouldn't oh-oh-oh kiss and tell. Oh-oh-oh."

Candi got closer to Angel, inches away from his face.

"You know what, Candi?" Angel said. "You're right." He put his hands on her waist and pulled her closer to him. Candi was so surprised, she almost fell on top of him. She could feel her skin getting hot. "I am a little slut," Angel continued. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier." He grabbed her leg and wrapped it around his waist. She let out a gasp.

"You don't mind if I'm a little dirty, do you?" Angel asked. Candi slowly shook her head, unable to speak. "That's great, babycakes. Nice panties by the way," he referred to Candi's skirt, which was wide open due to her leg being wrapped around him. It gave Angel a perfect view of her pastel pink underwear. "They'd look even nicer on my floor."

Candi was burning up at this point. She felt like a volcano. She felt like she would burst like one too.

"C'mere, baby," Angel picked Candi up bride-style with a hand on her butt. "Let me show you how a porn star does it." He laid Candi down on the bed. "Do you wanna see some of my toys, honey? They've been used in my films." Candi nodded.

Angel got up and got a pair of pink fluffy handcuffs from his dresser. He walked back over to Candi. "Wanna put these on, baby?"

Candi nodded, still speechless. She couldn't believe this was actually happening.

Angel cuffed each of her wrists to the bed. "I gotta get something, then we can have some real fun."

"Okay," Candi said, giggling.

Angel winked at her. "Be right back, baby." He left the room, and Candi waited on his bed, ready to finally get what she wanted. A few minutes passed and he didn't come back. "Angel?" she called. Pretty soon, it felt like she's been waiting for an hour. "Angel? Are you going to fuck me now?"