"Crossing over from fantasy to reality (which is still a fantasy)"
Paul sat and nursed his Guinness at the Horse and Caravan, a particularly good Irish pub. He was waiting for the England-South Africa match to start at 9 p.m. He’d arrived early this evening, as he knew the pub would...
"Niall's new adventure carries on"
Léa stepped out of the shower, her hair glistening like silver as the water ran down her long, black locks, which reached down to her firm, young buttocks. Her slender body shone as the water ran down, dripping onto the...
"Niall starts a new adventure"
“Nooooo!” Niall screamed. It was over. The Irish had played so well and didn’t give up. Even when they were in stoppage time, they’d pushed to get a try, but to no avail. So the All Blacks were going through...