It's a confusing feeling, I guess I would call it 'amused confusion'. I've had a sneaking suspicion as small glimpses have came up once or twice over the years. A random site in my browser history, a questionable title in the previously played list of WMP. The other night was just 'cation to the wind porn bonanza'. I'm amused, I'm confused, but I'm not really hurt. I've already made the decision not to confront her about it, I think she'd be mortified. I've taken instead to coaxing it out with comments about how she needs to go to sleep earlier, and how staying up all night watching movies is the reason she's so tired during the day.