Übersetze den Text in gut leserliches deutsch: "He wore a bright red, off the shoulder, midriff top, that was heavily ruffled. His white, leather, over the shoulder bag held all his cosmetics, hair spray, body lotion, a hairbrush, and perfume. His jet black, spandex stirrup slacks looked as if they were sprayed on. Sadie could see the effect of the hormones. His butt was cute and plump and his breasts were now past the pubescent point.
The cosmetics he wore were quite heavy and he bore the garish look of a 1940’s silver screen ingenue. His vivid red lipstick matched the polish on his two-inch nail extenders. He was literally hobbled by the 4-inch spike heeled pumps he wore. No housekeeper in her right mind would attempt to clean in that get up!
With the jewelry he really could be heard for some distance away. In addition to the dog-like leather collar with bells all around, “Chrissy the Prissy Sissy Missy” wore jangling charm and slave bracelets all over his wrists, arms and ankles. In addition his triple pierced ears sported one set of two-inch hoops, another set of hot pink triangular shaped, “fashion” ear rings, and a third set of long, faux crystal jewels.
Upon opening the door, Sadie’s breath was nearly taken away by the amount of perfume Chrissy was wearing! Entering the house Chrissy took the heavily ruffled apron Sadie gave him, put it on and curtseyed dramatically, saying, “Ma’amselle Sadie, mother says if I displease you at all, both you and Master Billy should spank me. I have a hairbrush in my purse you may use.” 
“There will be time for that later Prissy Chrissy. For right now, get to work!” Sadie said with firmness.
Chrissy worked his swish butt off. When Billy got home around two in the afternoon, Chrissy was required to curtsey to him and make his lunch. Before serving lunch, Sadie had pinned a lacy maid’s headpiece behind the upswept twist. Billy was quite amused by the swish boy mincing around, flapping his wrists like a little birds wings and looking and smelling so sweetly. 
“So tell me sweet thing are those real boobs?” Billy asked with a chuckle. When Chrissy curtseyed and answered, “Yes sir. They are.” Billy asked, “Well how did you get them, Little Miss Thing?” The sissy gave another curtsey and announced, “ I took pretty pills, and sissy medication sir. Hormone tablets and hormone booster shots.” 
This was about all that Billy could take, but he asked candidly, looking at the sissy’s crotch, “From the looks of things you’ve had your penis removed also. Goodness Sadie, how could you have ever dated this twit?” 
Before Sadie could answer, Chrissy responded, “No sir, I still have my genitals. They are just very tiny from the hormones I take and the gaff mummy makes me wear.” 
Once Billy finished eating, he called Sadie and Chrissy into the living room. Billy began, “Look Sadie, I know you need help with the housekeeping and sweet thing here comes free of charge. All I ask is that you have It, come over here looking less like a drag queen hooker, and a little more like a conventional housekeeper,” Billy said emphatically. 
He continued, “I mean look for yourself. Chrissy could pass for a girl if she tried. I don’t want the neighbors or our friends thinking we have a pansy princess for a housekeeper. I don’t care if pussycat here wears a maid’s uniform; I want anyone who cares to think she’s a girl. Got it?” the young man asked as more of a challenge. 
Both Sadie and Chrissy said they understood. Chrissy remarked that he would have to “Ask mummy.” Then Sadie decided to drive Chrissy home. It was on the way there that Chrissy asked the questions that finally put her over the edge into girlhood. “Sadie, would you ever consider dating me again? Both Ms. Carson and Dr. Cane say that some girls, keep their boyfriends in dresses and date them,” the panty boy asked with a smile. 
“I don’t think so Chrissy. Understand that it has nothing to do with the way you dress or look. You’ll make a really great looking girl. To tell you the truth, I’m sort of bisexual, and have a real weakness for cute, submissive femme girls,” the dominant Sadie smiled. 
“Then why wouldn’t you go back with me?” the sissy quizzed. “Is it because I went out behind your back with that underage girl,” he questioned. 