Update  on Cinderella
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. 
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, she uttered her first wish: 
'The prince was wonderful, but not much of an investor. I'm living hand to mouth on my disability cheques, 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  do you want for your second wish?' 
Cinderella looked down at her frail body, and said, 'I  wish I were young and full of the beauty and youth I  once had.' 
At  once, her wish became reality, and her beautiful young visage returned. Cinderella felt stirrings inside her  that had been dormant for 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, '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 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. 
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... 
'Bet you're sorry now that you cut my nuts off' 
Peace and Good Sound,
Forest Man 