What was your first date with the God of Fuck like?
"The first time we actually met was when I was working on a TV shoot for 'Playboy' and said to him, 'You know, why don't you come by sometime?' But when he turned up, everyone started freaking out trying to get autographs and taking pictures.  I had no idea what was going to happen.  He did give me a really nice gift, though.  I won't say what it was, but I thought he had a lot of nerve to give me such a present and I totally loved it."

It wasn't one of his stuffed animals was it?
"No, but it was a close equivalent.  I think he was trying to guage how I would react.  I suspect that if I had been any other girl it probably would have been over there an then, but I'm not and it isn't..."

Given that your interest in old Holywood iconography, do you think that you were destined to date a man called Marilyn?
"(Laughs) That's a good point, actually.  Strangely, no-one has ever mentioned that.  Yeah, I guess so.  It must be fate."

Do you worry about him laddering your stockings?
"No! Being around him, though, people tend to be much more worried about the damage that he's going to do to the world then anything I could do.  It's very silly, but those are the people who you really have to be worried about; those who misinterpret things and who display no sense of humour.  I get the occasional damning e-mail from evangelists.  They're the really scary people."

What would an ideal night out - or in for that matter - for the two of you entail?
"We like to go out to dinner. Somewhere quiet, preferably.  Other than that we tend to spend a lot of time at home watching movies.  Oh, and sometimes we sit next to each other with our computers on our laps."

And who does the cooking?
"We usually order food in, although I do a lot of baking.  Cookies, cakes he's got a sweet tooth."