Ride Or Why Chick Jeanie Johnson Jayha Leigh by Jeanie Johnson & Jayha Leigh instant download after payment.

Rada Constantine was a bad azz treasure finder extraordinaire...in the on-season. In the off-season she is the official driver for her mommies (all seven of them) and her grandmommies (all eight of them). All good, because she didn’t drive just any bus. For that matter she didn’t even drive a bus. Instead, she captained a quad slide, forty-five foot conversion luxury coach. It had all of the bells and whistles including in-motion satellite system, fifty-two inch plasma, surround sound, plush leather seating for ten, a galley complete with sub-zero refrigerator and a bathroom complete with shower. 
En route to the mountains of North Carolina, for what is supposed to be fourteen days of quiet relaxation, Rada is sceptical of just how much relaxing will take place. Considering the town that they’re visiting is an acronym for Ass Whippings Are Us and the fact that she knows these women she is sure that trouble is somewhere in the mix. When she pulled up to the enclave within the exclusive enclave, she knew she was right to be concerned. 
Azzwhuppingville wasn’t just any mountain town. It was a replica of a wild west town that came complete with a saloon, gunsmith, and five-star hotel...that didn’t accept reservations but rather issued invites. Cool as all get out, it was just the kind of place where her grandmothers would not only find trouble, but find it and jump head first right on into it. 
If you ignored his smoldering eyes, built like something you should ride into the sunset body, and sensuous full lips, Ažoulas Vytautas was just your average man...with international credentials to kick ass and take names. Waiting at the entrance of the Biltmore Hotel for his truck to be brought around, he contemplated what method he was going to use to learn something to the pieces of shit harboring a rapist-murderer that law groups had been hunting for a month. Knee-deep in his plans, he suddenly found himself surrounded by nuns and being “convinced” nicely to go for a ride. 
Raised to respect his elders, he had no intention of going anywhere with them...even when they mentioned ‘Eternal Damnation.’ But then he caught a glimpse of the driver and he couldn’t help but “allow” the elderly nuns to lead him into the neon orange luxury coach. Despite her glare and the fact that she absolutely, positively hated him, Ažoulas knew that he’d met the woman he was going to introduce to his mother and father as his wife.