[John D Harris]

Cinderella is now 75 years old. After a fulfilling life with
the now dead Prince, she happily sits upon her rocking chair,
watching the world go by from her front porch, with a cat named Bob for
companionship.
One sunny afternoon, out of nowhere, appeared the Fairy
Godmother.
Cinderella said "Fairy Godmother, what are you doing here after
all these years?"
The Fairy godmother replied, "Cinderella, you have lived an
exemplary life since I last saw you. Is there anything for which
your heart still yearns?"
Cinderella was taken aback, overjoyed, and after some
thoughtful consideration, and almost under her breath she
uttered her first wish:
"I wish I were wealthy beyond comprehension." Instantly, her
rocking chair was turned into solid gold. Cinderella was
stunned.
Bob, her old faithful cat, jumped off her lap and scampered to the
edge of the porch, quivering with fear.
Cinderella said, "Oh thank you, Fairy Godmother."
The Fairy Godmother replied "It is the least I can do.
What does your heart want for your second wish?"
Cinderella looked down at her frail body, and said:
"I wish I were young and full of the beauty of youth again".
At once, her wish became reality, and her beautiful youthful
visage returned. Cinderella felt stirrings inside her that had
been dormant for years. A long- forgotten vigor and vitality began to
course through her.
Then the Fairy Godmother again spoke "You have one more wish,
what shall you have?"
Cinderella looks over to the frightened cat in the corner and
says, "I wish for you to transform Bob, my old cat, into a kind
and handsome young man."
Magically, Bob suddenly underwent so fundamental a change in his
biological make-up that, when complete he stood before her, a
man so beautiful the likes of which neither she nor the world had ever
seen.
The Fairy Godmother again spoke, "Congratulations, Cinderella.
Enjoy your new life."
And, with a blazing shock of bright blue electricity, she was
gone. For a few eerie moments, Bob and Cinderella looked into each
others eyes. Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing at the most
stunningly perfect man she had ever seen. Then Bob walked over to
Cinderella, who sat transfixed in her rocking chair, and held her close in
his
young muscular arms.
He leaned in close, blowing her golden hair with his warm
breath as he whispered:
.......... "Bet you're sorry you neutered me now..