Alison had never arm wrestled in her life, but then how hard could it be? Push with all your might, pin Ray's arm. Despite her obvious disadvantage compared to Ray, Alison's newfound confidence was telling her she could DO this! She almost believed it. Still she knew she was the serious underdog here. Her only hope was a bit of deception. Ray was clearly the show off type, and although the restaurant was empty at 3:30 in the afternoon, a few cooks and cleaners had gathered to watch the match. She knew that Ray would be cocky, and wouldn't be able to help but show off.
When Holly pulled her hands away to signal the start of the match, Alison lurched her arm with sudden force, hoping to take Ray off guard. She didn't use all her strength, only about half, but she was quicker than Ray, who was caught a bit off guard, and moved his arm about halfway down before he caught her. With a grin on his face Ray pulled their arms back to the starting point, while Alison put up only a fraction of her strength into resisting. Ray smiled and started joking with the staff as he pushed Alison's arm halfway down and then let up. He was going to toy with her now, just as she thought he would.
"What's the matter, little lady? Too hard on you?"
Ray let off the pressure and let Alison pull her arm back up. He was clearly not exerting himself, talking and joking with the audience. Alison, while also not expending her full strength, was pretending she was pushing for all she was worth. Slowly Ray's arm went down as he teased her.
"Damn, you're making me work for this, darlin'. Ah cain't stop you! Ah! Mah arm!" Ray joked as he let Alison push his arm most of the way down to the table.
Ray's arm was getting close to the bottom. Alison knew he'd pour on his strength any minute now and slam her down to her defeat. But Ray didn't know how much Alison was holding back. Suddenly she flexed her muscles tight and threw her weight into her arm, jerking Rays arm suddenly down to the table!
But it wasn't enough. Ray caught on, and put his whole strength into it, stopping Alison as his arm was hovering about half an inch above the table. After that it was inevitable. Ray was simply stronger. Ray grit his teeth, his face went red and he poured all his strength into his arm and he slowly.. ever so slowly pushed Alison's arm back. Back up to the top and over and down, pinning her arm a few minutes later. When it was over both competitors arms felt like fire, but Ray was the winner.
Holly was amazed at how good a fight Alison had put up. Ray won, Ray always won, but she hadn't seen him pushed like that since the Rutgers football team was down a few months back. That girl was STRONG!
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