<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c5/Mark_Connelly_ID.jpg)</div><strong>Player : </strong>Mia<br/><strong>Name : </strong>Mark Connelly<br/><strong>Age : </strong>41<br/><strong>Height : </strong>5'11<br/><strong>Weight : </strong>190lbs<br/><strong>Gender : </strong>Male<br/><br/><strong>Managerial\Coaching Position : </strong>Team Photographer<br/><br/><strong>Personality : </strong><br/>When people are being polite about Mark they call him a rouge, a charmer, a ladies man. When they are being less polite its drunk, lech, pervert. Having an eye for the ladies is no bad thing for a professional photographer, and there are always going to be those women who are willing to give a little extra in the quest for fame but few people encourage and indulge the wannabe's in the way that Mark does.<br/><br/>Mark's usual appearance can best be described as "dragged backwards through a hedge" but when combine with his Irish accent it has meant that he's never had to work too hard to get women out of their clothes. And while Mark has aged the women have stayed the same age.<br/><br/><strong>Sexual Orientation : </strong>Straight<br/><br/><strong>Sexual Preferences : </strong>See O's & O's<br/><br/><strong>Additional Images : </strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.portraitplanet.com/review/colin.jpg)(http://acikanten.net/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/jason-bath.jpg)<br/></div></div><br/><strong>Background : </strong><br/>Mark started off his professional career working on a small newspaper in Dublin, which allowed him to regularly travel to distant shores on small vacations. While there he would take exotic landscape photographers along with portraits of the local population, and it was this portrait work that got him noticed. Deciding he had outgrown Ireland, Mark decided to move to New York and try to establish himself there. For a while it worked, his business and reputation grew in the city and he even settled down and got married.<br/><br/>However nothing lasts forever, eventually Mark's old habits of sleeping with his models returned. All of which wouldn't have been disastrous if firstly his wife hadn't found out and secondly the father of his last conquest hadn't been a well respected and successful divorce lawyer. Mark was left with next to nothing, and with the industry changing staying in New York just wasn't an option, so he relocated to Florida, which had better weather and no end of young women who wanted to make a living by wearing nothing but dental floss and a smile. Mark's business might not have the same prestige or income as his New York office but Miami was his kind of town. Then three months ago he was approached to become the official team photographer for a women's sports team, he wasn't paying too attention as he was drunk at the time, he agreed to a small retainer that meant he could keep his normal business running but was on 24/7 call out for the team. For Mark it seemed like the perfect job, a steady income and he got to photograph athletic women in there underwear, what could possibly go wrong?