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

<passage>:
twenty seven beautiful girls for companions. [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from paused. "I guess the automatic deflectors slowed me up or I would have been a cinder by this time," he said. The girl didn't reply. She continued to watch him, a faint enigmatic 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. "We?" he looked back at her. "Yes. There are twenty-seven of us. We were on our way to Jupiter, too, only we were going to be wives for the colonists." "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 realized that the girl's dark blue eyes had strayed beyond him. A frown of concentration marred her regular features. He turned around. On the rim of the prairie he saw a dozen black specks moving toward them. 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 Jonathan had never been so humiliated in his life. He was known in the "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 "Centaurs!" Jonathan Fawkes said, not believing his eyes. The girls set up a shout and threw stones down at the centaurs, who reared, pawed the air, and galloped to a safe distance, from which they hurled back insults in a strange tongue. Their voices sounded faintly like the neighing of horses. Amazons and centaurs, he thought again. He couldn't get the problem of the girls' phenomenal strength out of his mind. Then it occurred the lessened gravity. It also occurred to him that they would be thirty times as strong. He was staggered. He wished he had a smoke. At length, the amazons and the centaurs tired of bandying insults The brunette was beside him helping him over the rough spots. "I'm Olga," she confided. "Has anybody ever told you what a handsome fellow you are?" She pinched his cheek. Jonathan blushed. 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 him of a wounded dinosaur. Three girls were bathing in the stream. He 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 "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?" "I did," said Olga. She chucked Jonathan under the chin. He shivered A big rawboned brute of a girl strolled into the circle. She said, "Dinner's ready." Her voice was loud, strident. It reminded him of the voices of girls in the honky tonks on Venus. She looked at him 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." 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, caught him staring at her and rolled her eyes at him. He returned his gaze to his plate. fishing tomorrow." She winked at him so brazenly that he choked on a bone. "Heaven forbid," he said. blonde "you great big handsome man." "Or me?" cried another. And the table was in an uproar. until the cups and plates danced. Jonathan had gathered that she was called Billy. 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?" "I wouldn't know," said the green-eyed blonde. "I've forgotten what they're like." the barrage of their eyes. He shifted position in embarrassment. The movement pulled his muscles like a rack. Furthermore, an overpowering lassitude was threatening to pop him off to sleep before their eyes. "First it's tobacco," said Olga "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 volunteered with a rush. "Hoist!" said Billy. They lifted him like 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 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 "Hot, isn't it?" he said. He started to rise. Ann Clotilde placed the flat of her hand on his chest and shoved. " Ooof! "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 "They're busy. They won't be here until I call them to lunch. Your eyes," she said, "are like deep mysterious pools." "Sure enough?" said Jonathan with involuntary interest. He began to recover his nerve. She said, "You're the best looking thing." She rumpled his hair. "I can't keep my eyes off you." He pulled her back down. "Not so you could notice it," he grinned. "Well!" came the strident voice of Billy from behind them. "We're glad to hear that!" 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." "It don't wash," said Billy. "It's time for a showdown." Jonathan edged away in consternation. "He's going to run!" Olga shouted. women ." Jonathan laughed outright.

<question>:
Why is the main reason that Johnathan so humiliated by the women?

<options>:
A Because he's easily upset by their beauty.
B Because they dismiss his longing for tobacco.
C Because he's not used to women who are stronger and more dominant than himself.
D Because they are all heavily flirting with him.

<answer>:

C