"Marcia's Predicament" by Walter Fortner. "A lady came up to the farmer's house and said, 'I've just run over your cat and I'd like to replace it.' The farmer scratched his chin, looked at her for a moment, and said, 'Very well, how good are you at catching mice?'" This story begins with that old joke. As I began to read the story, I forgot quickly about the joke. Soon I found myself becoming really ambivalent about the story. It was clearly written, and the author seemed to be building up to a bondage sequence in a fairly interesting manner. However, I couldn't help noticing that the story was almost over, and it seemed that there was not enough time left for any good sex. Then suddenly the story was over, and I was laughing out loud. The author had fooled me completely, and I really like that feeling. When I thought about it in retrospect, everything in the story made perfect sense - but only after I had read the very last line in the story.