Velvet Verbosity's 100 Word Challenge has resumed its reign of terror atop the 100 word literary challenge landscape. The word is "inhibited" and my story is called "Shampoo".
She was proud of her hair, and rightfully so. It was long, brown, and wavy, and she flipped it around constantly. It wiggled when she raised her head to watch the lecture. I wanted to touch it constantly, see what sort of magic it held, but I never did. She always smelled like shampoo and baby powder, and she always seemed under control somehow, like she wanted for nothing, had no simple human lusts like the rest of us.
"When that signal reaches the gonads, the production of sex hormones will be inhibited," the professor said.
Hardly, I was thinking.