FAIRY TALE Cinderella is now 95 years old. After a fulfilling life with the nowdead prince, she happily sits upon her rocking chair, watching the worldgo 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 allthese years"? The fairy godmother replied, "Cinderella, you have livedan exemplary life since I last saw you. Is there anything for which yourheart still yearns?" Cinderella was taken aback, overjoyed, and aftersome thoughtful consideration, she uttered her first wish: "The princewas wonderful, but not much of an investor. I'm living hand to mouth onmy 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". The fairy godmother replied "it is the least that I can do. What doyou want for your second wish?" Cinderella looked down at her frail body, and said, "I wish I were youngand full of the beauty and youth I once had." At once, her wish became reality, and her beautiful young visagereturned. Cinderella felt stirrings inside of her that had been dormantfor years. And then the fairy godmother spoke once more: "You have one more wish;what shall it be?" Cinderella looks over to the frightened cat in the corner and says, "Iwish for you to transform Bob, my old cat, into a kind and handsomeyoung man." Magically, Bob suddenly underwent so fundamental a change in hisbiological make-up that, when he stood before her, he was a man sobeautiful the likes of him neither she nor the world had ever seen. Thefairy godmother said, "Congratulations, Cinderella, enjoy your new life.With a blazing shock of bright blue electricity, the fairy godmother wasgone as suddenly as she appeared. For a few eerie moments, Bob andCinderella looked into each other's eyes. Cinderella sat, breathless,gazing at the most beautiful, stunningly perfect man she had ever seen. Then Bob walked over to Cinderella, who sat transfixed in her rockingchair, & 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."