What follows is in response to the 100 Word Challenge, authored by the wildly precocious Velvet Verbosity. The word this week is "Inhibited".
There she stood, tall and leggy, blond hair falling about her shoulders. The light shone in her eyes, so she kept them closed as she strummed her guitar and sang her sad lyrics in a warm and soulful voice.
She wore a plaid shirt, open at the neck and jeans, workman's boots and a big leather belt that bunched the jean fabric around her waist.
The song began to build in tempo, her voice grew stronger, louder, in keeping with the changing mood of the song - and as it changed, it seemed to open her and strip away all inhibition.