Yes

"Are you going to answer or just stand there like idiots?" She had a somewhat dominant attitude, a relatively recent development that we can chalk up to her starting to take martial arts with her feminist mother for the past couple months. The problem was that Kelsey was no Amy. She was what you would call a 'girly girl'. She was bratty, kind of entitled, and loved nothing more than dresses and high heels. And she was also very petite, standing at 5'4 and about 115 pounds. We didn't think she would go far, but she was technically right that it was her spot if she wanted it, and being the youngest meant going up against the oldest competitor first round, and we were sure she would lose then so there was no point in saying no. Kevin wasn't that bothered anyways.

"Ok so what are the rules?" We looked rather amused. It was arm wrestling, did we really need formalized rules? "Just start off clasping hands and whomever hits the table first loses. All matches are 1 fall except the final which is best of 3." I said confidently. Kelsey smirked at me and said "Is that it?" I just chuckled and nodded. We walked over to the table to start round 1. I was walking behind Kelsey and couldn't resist staring. I knew that it was wrong since she was my second cousin, but I still found her really attractive. She had 34C breasts and a shapely ass with an hourglass figure, and she showing off her body in tight short black dress and black heels. A bit overdressed for Christmas eve, but I wasn't complaining. She seemed to enjoy the attention she got so she seemed to always wear provocative and short outfits. It played really well into her personality. We got to the table and waited for Kelsey and James, the oldest in the competition, to start us off.

"Let me change out of my heels first."

"You're not winning no matter what you wear so don't bother."

"I just want to be more comfortable, that's all."

She came back now wearing a pair of black leather cross strap sliders that showed off her cute feet and black painted toes, matching her fingers.

"If you're trying to distract me with your feet it's working." It was an open secret that James had a foot fetish, so it was a smart move by Kelsey to use that to her advantage, although ultimately futile.

"I won't need to dangle my feet in front of your face to win." As she said that Kelsey took her place at one end of the table, with James sitting across from her. Since she was left-handed, we all decided to allow her the advantage of using her stronger hand.