In the small town of Whoreton, England, a boy named Tomás Manhor was the youngest son born to a family of poor farming descent. When the plague came to his town, his father and mother sent him to Madrid at the flaccid age of six to live with his Uncle Testosterona. It was his uncle's influence that helped him become fluent in the language of love.  From the time he could speak, Tomás had a knack for handling the ladies.  He was a cunning linguist and women were drawn to him like mosquitoes to a vein. He became a most beloved singer/songwriter/dancer in many cantinas throughout Spain.

One day he noticed a lovely busty lady dancing in a crowd during a carnival and he knew, if only for one night, she had to be his - she called herself Coco.

After making love for what seemed only minutes (but not through any fault of his), she noticed the Manhor family birthmark on his arse. She mentioned having regrettable relations with a man who bore precisely the same mark in precisely the same location. Tomás did not know who this man could be, but he felt compelled to search for answers.  Intrigued by his boyish charm, Coco led Tomás away with her to join Bocca Musica where the similarity was revealed to be no coincidence - the other man was the former Bocca Manhor and the long lost brother from whom Tomás had been separated so many years ago! Tomás knew it was his duty to fill the empty slot, void if you will, his brother left in such a sloppy mess. He was honored to share his many talents with Bocca and vowed to live up to his family's name........or possibly surpass it!  Only time will tell.....