Orazio (Vol. 1) Orazio and the Isis hormone.

High society

Lunchtime arrives and Orazio and Orazia join Mrs. Johnson in the dining room. Mrs. Johnson orders wine. Orazio and Orazia both drink some.

"It's been many days since you've worn girls' clothes, Orazio. I thought I made it clear to you that you could go back to wearing men's clothes on the condition that you wore skirts and dresses from time to time." says Mrs. Johnson.
"Yes, M'Lady." Orazio replies.

"How's that butt still hurting?" asks Mrs. Johnson, still politely.
Orazio: No.

Mrs. Johnson: Glad to hear it. You have to be ready for the Big Night.
Orazio: (Sigh) I know.
Orazia: What is the Big Night?

Mrs. Johnson smiles without answering right away.

Mrs. Johnson: It's a party I'm throwing to introduce Orazio to society. I want my friends to see him.
Orazia: Oh.
Orazio: I didn't know anything.
Mrs. Johnson: Well, now you know.

A tense silence descends on the table.

Mrs. Johnson: I have ordered what you are to wear tonight to be left on the bed. Ah, Orazia, no sex with Orazio for the rest of the day. You never know how the night will end and I want him to be in shape for what might happen.
Orazia: Yes, M'Lady.

Orazia leaves the room. Mrs. Johnson shakes her head disapprovingly.

Mrs. Johnson: What a rude girl. Getting up from the table without asking permission or apologizing. I really don't know what you see in her, Orazio.

Orazio: I love her.
Mrs. Johnson: What nonsense!
Orazio: It's the truth.

Mrs. Johnson: Oh, stop. You barely know each other. If you had to live alone you wouldn't last a couple of days together.
Orazio: But we're not alone.
Mrs. Johnson: What...(Sigh) Very well. You may kiss me if you wish.
Orazio: I do wish.

Orazio kisses Mrs. Johnson on the cheek.

Orazio: May I go to my room?
Mrs. Johnson: Yes, you may.

Orazio meets Orazia in their room. She is looking at a pair of black pants and a black shirt.

Orazia: I guess that's what you have to wear for the Big Night.
Orazio: What's wrong with these clothes?
Orazia: What? Nothing, but it's not your style. And it's tight-fitting clothes. Besides... What's this about you having to dress like a woman once in a while?

Orazio: Mrs. Johnson likes me to wear skirts and dresses from time to time. She says she likes to see my legs, but I think she does it to mortify me.
Orazia: She does seem to enjoy embarrassing you, but I think how you look is really more of a concern to you.

Orazio shrugs his shoulders.

Orazio: I hate wearing girls' clothes, but it's just one more thing out of many. But hey, what else can we do? Mrs. Johnson is the boss.
Orazia: True.

Orazia grabs the pants and the shirt. She looks at herself in the mirror before handing them to Orazio.

Orazia: Here, put it in the closet so it doesn't get wrinkled.

Orazia and Orazio spend the rest of the afternoon playing in the virtual reality of Etherspace. They play in a virtual world set in the Bronze Age. Orazio plays as an Amazon archer and Orazia as a warrior devoted to the gods.

Time flies by and Mrs. Johnson's voice over a loudspeaker brings them out of the virtual world.

Mrs. Johnson: Orazio, Orazia, I'm going to have to pull you two out of that program soon. I need you to start preparing for the Big Night.
Orazia: Mrs. Johnson, I didn't know I had to attend too.
Mrs. Johnson: You're going to have to attend.