<strong>Joe Huntington</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i991.photobucket.com/albums/af32/Amberghylles/tom-petty-11th-golden-heart-awards-05bMN5.jpg)</div><em>“Yeah, you could say I’m her friend.”<br/>“Though, I’d rather I be yours.”</em><br/><br/>Joe grinned and tipped his glass back to finish it.  Sure, he was in decent shape for a man of his age but he wasn't vain enough to harbor any illusions about his looks.  What he did have was money and power.  While it might have bothered some men's egos to know that was what made them attractive Joe didn't really care why this gorgeous woman was here and ready to fuck.  After all, Joe lived by the golden rule... he who has the gold makes the rules.<br/><br/><em>“Am I exquisite? You’ll have to tell me what you think of me after you’ve experienced the whole package.”</em><br/><br/>"Oh don't worry honey," Joe laughed as he pushed away from the door, "I've got no doubts that I'm going to enjoy every moment of the experience."  He grinned and untied the belt of his robe as he moved closer, letting it part to reveal that he was naked beneath it.  Stepping close, he leaned in to brush against her as he set his glass down on the table.<br/><br/>"Mmm.... I am definitely looking forward to the whole package.  Good thing you're all mine till morning."