The nearest I have been to getting caught was when she came in before I could tab it, she wanted to know what the green site I was looking at and another time, I had Violette on screen with a whip in her hand, fortunately she had her clothes on, she asked me what I was looking at, I said I had forgotten, then later that day, I told her it was junk mail I had received and not porn. You'll know when she catches me goodo, there will be one Rover with a computer shoved up his arse and a hatchet buried in his head.