CUDDLING AFTER SEX(2)

Gabrielle waited until Julia's cab disappeared in the traffic before reaching into her purse and taking out the note she had hidden there. Feeling as if every passerby was watching her, she unfolded it and read the hasty scribble. "If you are really curious about my charms," the note read, "I finish up at four-thirty. Maybe we can have a drink and discuss it." The note also had what Gabrielle took to be a cell phone number. The thirty-seven year old had to laugh. Imagine, getting propositioned by a woman that had to be ten years younger than her at the least. It had to be a joke. Then again, that young man up at the college had been even younger than Callista and he certainly didn't think it was a joke. Gabrielle thought about it a few minutes more then made what she was sure was the right decision. Crumpling the note into a ball, she tossed it into the nearest trash can. "Some things, I guess," she told herself, "might be better off staying as fantasies." Leaving her chance for advent