[mishelly]

Cinderella is now 95 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.<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p>

One sunny afternoon out of nowhere, appeared the fairy godmother. Cinderella said, “Fairy Godmother, what are you doing here after all these years”?<o:p></o:p>

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?”<o:p></o:p>

Cinderella was taken aback, overjoyed, and after some thoughtful consideration, she uttered her first wish: “The prince was wonderful, but not much of an investor. I’m living hand to mouth on my disability checks, and I wish I were wealthy beyond comprehension. Instantly her rocking chair turned into solid gold Cinderella said, “Ooh, thank you, Fairy Godmother”.<o:p></o:p>

The fairy godmother replied “it is the least that I can do. What do you want for your second wish?”<o:p></o:p>

Cinderella looked down at her frail body, and said, “I wish I were young and full of the beauty and youth I once had.”<o:p></o:p>

At once, her wish became reality, and her beautiful young visage returned.<o:p></o:p>

Cinderella felt stirrings inside of her that had been dormant for years.<o:p></o:p>

And then the fairy godmother spoke once more: “You have one more wish; what shall it be?”<o:p></o:p>

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.”<o:p></o:p>

Magically, Bob suddenly underwent so fundamental a change in his biological make-up that, when he stood before her, he was a man so beautiful the likes of him neither she nor the world had ever seen.

The fairy godmother said, “Congratulations, Cinderella, enjoy your new life. With a blazing shock of bright blue electricity, the fairy godmother was gone as suddenly as she appeared.

For a few eerie moments, Bob and Cinderella looked into each other’s eyes. Cinderella sat, breathless, gazing at the most beautiful, stunningly perfect man she had ever seen.
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Then Bob walked over to Cinderella, who sat transfixed in her rocking chair, & held her close in his young muscular arms. He leaned in close, blowing her golden hair with his warm breath as he whispered........<o:p></o:p>

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“Bet you’re sorry you neutered me.” <o:p></o:p>