Mark ( I love Lanolin and wool ) Komene

Mark (Swivel Hips) – When Mark was much younger, he recalls a ‘wee stop’ at a bakery in Goulburn, during a road trip to Canberra with his family. After relieving and tucking away his well oversized love slug, something caught Mark’s eye…he could see a tall, proud, beautiful creature from the trough window.  It was ‘The Big Marino’, Mark thought it was the most wonderful thing he’d ever seen. Suddenly feelings he’d never felt before began overwhelming him. Standing at the trough, Mark let out a primitive, guttural groan of desire…his brother thumped him good, and Mark got back in the car…but this experience left a mark on Mark…why did the big sexy sheep (with the cute little arse) make him feel this way, why doesn’t he know where he’s from, why is pure wool so much nicer to wear than cotton, why does Mark dress lamb roast in a g-string, why has this curse been thrust upon him, why is Mark sooooooo good looking, why, why, WHY!!!      

Mark grew up, but the experience never left him. Bouncing from relationships with models, to one night stands with movie stars, he still hadn’t found what he’s been looking for.

During a recent business trip to New Zealand...Mark’s feelings began to grow he found out the truth. Mark was a descendant of a maori chief, and these desires he had felt toward wool is a part of his DNA…Mark had to get back there, but HOW?  A sly plan is hatched, with the random excuse of a Rugby World Cup…Mark begins organising…people believe this is a boys road trip…for Mark…it’s a homecoming!