Once. Presumably that meant they'd had sex. It wasn't that Gwenog had too many previous partners to be able to remember them all, it was just that she didn't really make the effort to remember most of the time. She did very little by way of repeat performances these days. She gave a mental shrug. The woman was attractive, she approved of her own taste.
"Hi, good to meet you. Again apparently," she said, shaking the woman's hand possibly more sharply than she deserved. Shouldn't let a pro beater near your hands if you were too precious about them though. They developed quite the grip. "I assumed we fucked," she added, eyes dragging down Romilda and back up again.