Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
terrible predicament plenty of food—and twenty seven beautiful girls for companions. survived at all. He scratched his head. "I was running from Mars to He shook his head. "No," he reassured her. "I left him on Mars. He had an attack of space sickness. I was all by myself smile on her lips. Jonathan glanced away in embarrassment. He wished that pretty women didn't upset him so. He said nervously, "Where am I? I couldn't have slept all the way to Jupiter." The girl shrugged her shoulders. of mountains. As he looked a puff of smoke belched from a truncated cone-shaped peak. A volcano. Otherwise there was no sign of life: just he and the strange yellow-headed girl alone in the center of that vast rolling prairie. "I was going to explain," he heard her say. "We think that we are on an asteroid." "I think so," he said. Jonathan Fawkes fidgeted uncomfortably. He would rather pilot a space ship through a meteor field than face twenty-seven young women. They were the only thing in the Spaceways of which he was in awe. Then he foremost over the edge. Jonathan tumbled after her. He hit the bottom, Jonathan turned around, started back for the space ship. "Where are you going?" cried Ann in alarm. Jonathan threw himself down backwards, kicked the girl's feet out from "A man!" she breathed. "By Jupiter and all its little moons, it's a man!" "Don't let him get away!" cried Ann. Jonathan chose the centaurs. He wheeled around, dashed back the way canyon. He struggled to his feet. He saw six more girls race around the bend in the canyon. With shouts of joy they flung themselves on him. Jonathan was game, but the nine husky amazons pinned him down by sheer " He recognized it as a popular song of three years ago. Jonathan had never been so humiliated in his life. He was known in the spaceways from Mercury to Jupiter as a man to leave alone. His nose had "You won't try to get away?" said Ann. "No," he replied with as much dignity as he could summon while being held aloft by four barbarous young women. "Let him down," said Ann. "We can catch him, anyway, if he makes a break." Jonathan Fawkes' humiliation was complete. He meekly trudged between two husky females, who ogled him shamelessly. He was amazed at the ease with which they had carried him. He was six feet three and no light The trail left the canyon, struggled up the precipitate walls. Jonathan "I'm not afraid," said Jonathan hotly. To prove it he trod the narrow Jonathan mistook them for horses. Then he saw that from the withers up to him that the asteroid, most likely, was smaller even than Earth's resumed their march. Jonathan scrambled up hills, skidded down slopes. a promontory of the mountain. Jonathan steeled himself for the coming ordeal. He would have sat down and refused to budge except that he knew the girls would hoist him on their shoulders and bear him into the camp like a bag of meal. Someone hailed them from the space ship. "We've caught a man," shrieked one of his captors. A flock of girls streamed out of the wrecked space ship. "A man!" screamed a husky blonde. She was wearing a grass skirt. She "No. No," Ann Clotilde hastened to explain. "He was wrecked like us." "Oh," came a disappointed chorus. "He's a man," said the green-eyed blonde. "That's the next best thing." "Oh, Olga," said a strapping brunette. "Who'd ever thought a man could look so good?" appraisingly as if he were a horse she was about to bid on. "Bring him into the ship," she said. "The man must be starved." He was propelled jubilantly into the palatial dining salon of the forward and held his chair. They all waited politely for him to be seated before they took their places. He felt silly. He felt like a captive princess. All the confidence engendered by the familiar settings of the space ship went out of him like wind. He, Jonathan Fawkes, was a castaway on an asteroid inhabited by twenty-seven wild women. As the meal boisterously progressed, he regained sufficient courage to glance timidly around. Directly across the table sat a striking, "Heaven forbid," he said. "How about coming with me to gather fruit?" cried the green-eyed blonde "you great big handsome man." rest." She turned to Jonathan who had shrunk down in his chair. "How about some roast?" she said. "No." He pushed back his plate with a sigh. "If I only had a smoke." Olga gave her unruly black hair a flirt. "Isn't that just like a man?" He considered the question. More than anything else, he decided, he Jonathan dragged himself back from the edge of sleep. "Just tired," he "now he wants to sleep. Twenty-seven girls and he wants to sleep." "He is asleep," said the green-eyed blonde. Jonathan was slumped forward across the table, his head buried in his arms. "Catch a hold," said Billy, pushing back from the table. A dozen girls At these words, Jonathan raised upright as if someone had pulled a rope. The next day found Jonathan Fawkes hobbling around by the aid of a cane. At the portal of the space ship, he stuck out his head, glanced all around warily. None of the girls were in sight. They had, he presumed, gone about their chores: hunting, fishing, gathering fruits and berries. He emerged all the way and set out for the creek. He walked with an exaggerated limp just in case any of them should be hanging around. As long as he was an invalid he was safe, he hoped. He sighed. Not every man could be waited on so solicitously by twenty-seven handsome strapping amazons. He wished he could carry it shade of a tree. He just wasn't the type, he supposed. And it might be years before they were rescued. As a last resort, he supposed, he could hide out in the hills or join the centaurs. He rather fancied himself galloping across the plains "Don't get up because of me," she informed him. "It's my turn to cook, but I saw you out here beneath the trees. Dinner can wait. Jonathan do you know that you are irresistible?" She seized his shoulders, stared into his eyes. He couldn't have felt any more uncomfortable had a hungry boa constrictor draped itself in his arms. He mopped his brow recover his nerve. She said, "You're the best looking thing." She rumpled his hair. "I can't keep my eyes off you." Jonathan leaped to his feet, dumping Ann to the ground. He jerked around. All twenty-six of the girls were lined up on the path. Their features were grim. He said: "I don't feel so well after all." Jonathan's hair stood on end. He felt rather than saw Ann Clotilde take I." "We could draw straws for him," suggested the green-eyed blonde. "Look here," Jonathan broke in. "I've got some say in the matter." Jonathan edged away in consternation. Jonathan never stopped until he was back in the canyon leading to the "I like it here," continued Jonathan. "I'm not going back." "I'm going to stay," he repeated. "I only came back here after the Jonathan shook his head, began to load himself with tools, tobacco I remember correctly, there was quite an epidemic of hermits during the medieval period. It was an esthetic movement. They fled to the wilderness to escape the temptation of women ." Jonathan laughed outright. He shook his head. They argued, they cajoled, but Jonathan was adamant.

<question>:
What was the main reason Jonathan decided to stay on the asteroid?

<options>:
A His spaceship had wrecked
B He wanted to grow tobacco
C He wanted to smoke cigarettes
D He wanted to be the only man surrounded by women

<answer>:

D