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

The auction

Orazio tries to relax. The music changes and a fast-paced dance track begins to play. The guests begin to move to the music.

Orazia looks at Orazio and smiles.
Orazia: (Thinking) He has such a nice smile. He should smile more often.

Orazio, Mrs. Johnson and Orazia start dancing. Soon a number of unaccompanied women begin to join Orazio. Others seek the company of Orazia or Mrs. Johnson.

Orazia looks at Orazio.
Orazia: (Thinking) I can't believe how beautiful he is... I hate to see him get embarrassed like this...

Orazio loses sight of Mrs. Johnson. Although he is taller than most of the women, they have him surrounded on all sides. Some dance in front of him provocatively, others rub up against him. Everywhere hands are reaching out to touch him.

Orazia watches in exasperation.
Orazia: (Thinking) Why don't they leave him alone? I hope he isn't getting too upset...

But Orazia is also attracting attention. She is very tall and pretty and some women are starting to hit on her and engage her in conversation.

Orazia is a little overwhelmed.
Orazia: (Thinking) I better try to be polite... Oh shit! There's this woman over here trying to sell me something!

A woman offers Orazia drugs, but she is more concerned with making sure nothing bad happens to Orazio.

Orazia: (Thinking) I'm going to have to say no... I don't have time for this...
She turns the woman down.

Meanwhile Orazio begins to feel quite overwhelmed. The situation is almost out of control. He has lost sight of Mrs. Johnson and more and more women are swarming around him, touching him and even tugging at his clothes.

Another boy crosses an anguished glance with him, the same thing seems to be happening to him.

Orazio: (Whispering) Where the hell are you?...
He tries to call out, but his voice is drowned out by the din and he is unable to reach anyone.

Suddenly the music stops and a woman steps onto a dais. She looks like a master of ceremonies.

The woman speaks in a clear voice:
"Hello," she says, "welcome to the Spacer's Party!"
Her announcement is met with cheers and applause.
The woman continues:

"We have to thank our dear hostess - Mrs. Jane Johnson. Let's give her a round of applause."

A spotlight shines on Mrs. Johnson who looks very pleased.

"Thank you," she says, looking very elegant in her white dress. She has an almost ethereal appearance and seems to be floating in the spotlight. "Thank you, thank you," she says, waving to the crowd.

"I also ask you to give a round of applause for his young protégé: Orazio D'Aquino," continues the mistress of ceremonies.

Orazio steps into the light with a sheepish grin.
"Come on up," says the mistress of ceremonies, "it's your turn to be appreciated."

The mistress of ceremonies gestures for Orazio to take the stand next to her and the crowd opens up to make way for him.

"What do you think of the party so far?" she asks.
"It's okay," Orazio says, "but there's way too many people here."

The mistress of ceremonies laughs. "Our young man doesn't like crowds."

She winks at Orazio and he looks a little surprised.

The crowd applauds and hurls exaggerated compliments.

"I think you should go up to the next level," whispers the mistress of ceremonies.
The mistress of ceremonies raises her hands to ask for silence, leaving Orazio somewhat confused.