Übersetze den Text in gut leserliches deutsch: "Chapter Four: Perms for the Prom 
Denise was doing so well! When she had begun at the salon as Pansy, everyone seemed to predict that she would make a “natural girl.” She wore the sophisticated sissy apparel Aunt Cheryl bought for her with poise, and an air of coolness and assurance. Not too many young men could wear cosmetics in public. 
In Pansy’s case the clothing was equally femme. Bright pastel blouses with lace ruffles at the cuffs, collar and down the front. The fashionably tailored ladies suits were snug at the waistline and in slightly darker colors then the tops. The zip up, high-heeled boots matched the sissy’s suits and his hair was always in a pseudo feminine style such as a French braid or a braided ponytail. 
Often his hair would be rolled up and netted. It was nothing for his aunt to have him escort a boutique customer to the dress shop next door, or send him on an errand dressed this way. It hadn’t taken long for Pansy to realize that he’d get a lot less weird stares as a girl named Denise.
Soon enough Denise was voluntarily getting into dresses around the house and asking her aunt and cousins to call her Denise. She really got dolled up whenever Barb was coming by. She then requested to be allowed to wear dresses outside the house from time to time. “I want to be taken for a girl Aunt Cheryl. I feel I’ll be more accepted as such,” Denise said proudly. 
She was right. Now, the only stares Denise got were the admiring glances one gives a beautifully dressed, immaculately groomed young female. 
With her perfect coiffure and makeup, Denise was a joy to her aunt’s heart. Cheryl was so proud of her she insisted that she become friends with Christina, so that the “new” girl would have a role model that had been where she had been. With the prom, a formal, a few days away, the salon was quite busy. 
Christina had a Saturday morning appointment the day of the formal. Denise was going to help and have her own hair done somewhat simultaneously. The salon was not only that busy, but the ladies felt this type of really girlish interaction would help the two transformed young men bond.
Chrissy entered the salon with her mother, moments after it had opened. Denise had already had her own locks shampooed and conditioned and was waiting patiently for Chrissy, with a towel wrapped turban style around her head. Barbara had been chosen as the one to introduce them as she had helped immeasurably with both girls’ charm lessons. 
“Okay ladies,” she said after the introductions, “I want both of you to be really chatty and girlish. By the time you’re both fully beautified you should be the best of friends. Just like sisters,” she kidded. The girls agreed to do their best as Denise put a salon cape on Christina and took her to the shampoo sink. 
Both sissy girls wore casual loose blouses and skirts. Both had worn very little makeup and had worn their hair down in casual styles that morning. It would be their only concession to comfort for the rest of the day and long into the evening. 
Soon they would both be trussed up in corsets, form fitting formal gowns and elevated to tiptoes by ultra tall spike heels. Their hair would be tightly rolled, permed, teased, sprayed, and put up in elegant hard to hold styles. More then likely they would be twirled around the dance floor by their lovers and shown off. Finally they expected to be taken to some discreet hideaway, dressed in exotic lingerie and are ravaged sexually. 
Possibly the sex act would be spiced up by bondage, discipline or both. Denise shampooed Christina’s hair and chatted about her job and Barbara. Soon Christina loosened up and was raving about her Percy. After her relaxing shampoo and condition, both Chrissy and Denise were seated for their cuttings. 
Aunt Cheryl did Denise’s hair while Lulu Fabu, a cross-dressed sissy stylist, trimmed Chrissy’s. Neither girl got much taken off their shoulder length hair. It was just trimmed, thinned slightly and the split ends removed. Lulu wrapped Denise’s perm and then instructed Denise on rolling up Chrissy. 
“Tightly my dear, very tightly. The best perms are from nice tight wraps and roll ups. Both your hair and Chrissy’s should feel as if it’s ready to come out by the roots” she joked. Both girls were seated at shampoo sinks for the perfunctory application of the highly smelly perm solution. Lulu would apply Chrissy’s perm lotion, and Cheryl would do her niece. 
Pointing to Christina, Lulu said, “Miss Cheryl, I think we should give this one a little mask to wear. Her mother said she’s very dainty and prone to fainting. She just might not be able to handle the smell of the chemicals.” Indeed Chrissy did tear up a little at the eyes but in no time she and Cheryl were underneath whirring dryers reading romance magazines. 