A pantomime  story to touch your heart  ...............

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 bollocks  off'

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