"Well...he is still young. All he cares about now is getting his jollies. Wait til you get older and meet a more mature boy." Yeah. But what about now..." she howled, right into my ear.I hugged her closer as we laughed."Hey, it is his loss."She looked up at me and said, "Yeah. But who? All the other boys are just like him." She reached out and stroked my cheek. "Why can't I find a great guy like you, Uncle Mike?"I bent and kissed the top of her head. "You will, kiddo. I mean, look at you.. Once you both follow my conditions, I am all yours and you can please yourself the way you want.’ Saying this, I went to the kitchen and brought the things I had carried. Earlier only I had brought handcuffs and eye mask. As I had only two handcuffs and one mask, I used one handcuff for both of them and tied their other hands with rope. I blindfolded Arjun with the mask and Aryan with my apron. Both of them were filled with curiously and kept on asking. But instead of answering them, I went. She told me that Sam was the reason for the divorce. I then ask why. I sat down on the edge of the tub and then she told me Sam is now Samantha. What are you talking about, I ask. Sam is a transvestite, in other words, she is a she-male. Do you know what that is, I nodded my head yes. The doctor told us about it a week or so after you all were born. Now you know why Sam stayed with me instead of going with you and your Dad. He wanted Sam to have an operation to fix her. I had heard. I think now u got the structure and my hus body. I am 46 and my hus 53. And we enjoyed sex life as nice as possible. And we are Muslims. Even though I wore parda(Muslim sacred dress) I was not a pure mother, I wore tightly to my body so that everybody had an eye on my seducing butt as my husband wanted it to be. He told me that his business partner used to make comments on my boobs and my huge butts, and I liked that very much. My body was bulky on the sides but I looked young and sexy than.