We're blissfully happy -- I think! We still share the same interests and we still share the same bed. We respect each others space and try and connect on a mental level during moments like these. The two of us have a fairly hectic social life. Amongst all our equally `yuppie' friends, we meet Joe and Marie, the most. Twice a week! They live two blocks down our tree-fenced street. I meet Tom on weekends, and we spend hours in Cyber space. Tom's very gay and a cyber junky. He hosts his own web site called `Just Gay'.Incidentally, Joe and me studied graphics and computer animation together, and have been best friends since theage of five, or so my mother tells me. Mother stays in Brighton.

Last week Thursday, Joe and Marie, Tom, Monique and myself had a pasta dinner together -- I cooked the pasta, which is normally ordered by popular demand. We then ate apple strudel which Joe made, that's all Joe makes, and has been making, since I can remember, but it never tastes like apple strudel. We've always humored him and eaten it. But last Thursday, Monique seemed strangely uncomfortable and seemed to `luve' the strudel. I swear it's gotten worse -- the strudel that is. I thought that maybe she helped Joe with it?

Friday evening we had Charles, my boss over for supper, and funnily we had `Apple strudel' for desert, and amazingly we've had apple strudel every night ever since.

I mustered up the courage to ask Monique who snapped, and snapped she did, Hard! I've never seen her snap, so it was kind of cute, actually quite sexy. Monique by the way used to be a super model in Paris, for a short while. She did it for the kicks. She'sFrench and very impulsive. I ignored her and thought it would pass, the phone then rang, and it was Joe, for Monique. They spoke for about three-quarters of an hour, after which she was on an amazing high! They got me thinking. No -- it can't be, I thought again and again, MY friend, JOE?

No way! Yes way, they'd been having an affair for the past two and a half years, on my cyber weekends? Probably...

I felt this coming for a while. Monique's attention started drifting toward men; and besides she wanted a baby -- her own. She didn't want to adopt.

Arjun Khanna is a fashion designer whose eye for detail makes him an inveterate people watcher.