Welcome to my diary! This diary contains some highlights of Chantal's life. January 20, 1999 Well, I sorted out one little item. I am definitely bi-sexual. Last night was incredible. I was in full "Chantal is a sex object" mode, talking to a lovely man I know and one thing led to another. I experienced giving oral sex to a guy for the first time (and the second!!). It was the most fantastic experience - I'm a natural! January 26, 1999 A very quiet weekend, with only one highlight. I bought a new pair of shoes - red, strappy, 4" heels - CFM shoes. Now I just need a party to go to! January 29, 1999 For many months, I have picked up one of our free local alternative press newspapers, "Eye". In the ad's section at the back, there is a "shemales" section. One of the girls, has always intrigued me - she looks so beautiful and so feminine. Tonight I gave her a call and spent some time with her. She is every bit as lovely as her photograph and I had a "very nice visit". Wow, is she gorgeous - jealousy, thy name is Chantal. February 12, 1999 I decided on the way home that I deserved a Valentine's Day treat, so I stopped in at a lovely lingerie store in one of our large malls, and bought myself the prettiest bra. It is bright red, in honour of the day, lightly padded and push-up. The cups are low, not quite demi-cup, but certainly showing lots of breast and cleavage. The top edge of each cup has the loveliest floral embroidery across it, providing the upper coverage. It looks so-o-o-o sexy! I could not wait until I got home to try it on, so I visited the bathroom (men's, I'm afraid, I was in drab), and put it on. It felt so comfortable, that I wore it under my shirt and jacket, and walked around the mall for a while before getting into my car, unbuttoning just enough of my shirt front to show off my cleavage, and drove home. When I got home, I immediately put on my favourite party outfit (plain black scoop-necked, sleeveless dress with a black lace over-bodice, and posed in front of the mirror moving this way and that, admiring the flashes of bright red bra and straps. What a great present! I am so grateful to "him" for buying it for me! Isn't it just too lovely for words??? March 14,1999 I have been a little quiet of late - "he" has completely dominated my life, and has completely monopolised our body. What really distresses me is the way "he" squashes my emerging, lovely breasts flat, and insists on walking in that strutting masculine way!! My family is away for a few days, so I arranged to go out last night for a drink and a dance with a man I knew a few years ago. I have talked with him on the phone from time to time, and I indicated that he might have a little difficulty recognizing me when he saw me next, mainly because he had never met Chantal before. Well, he came to pick me up in his car, but when he came in to have a drink before we went out, he just stayed and we talked and talked. I asked him if he would prefer not to be seen in public with me. He protested and insisted that we go to a local bar where there is dancing. I was so excited - this is the first time that I have gone out on a "date". He behaved like a perfect gentleman, and I was very lady-like. I believe that I was not read by anyone - it was so wonderful to be the subject of chivalrous behaviour by everyone. When he brought me home at the end of a lovely evening, he came in for a coffee, and we found ourselves becoming very cozy. I am so lucky - I suspected that he was bi, and indeed it turns out that he is. In my current situation, a man has to be bi - just for me!! I will draw a veil over the remainder of the proceedings, other than to say that I drew another penis on my private scoreboard! I will be suppressed again for a while, because "he" has lots of business activities to attend - too bad! March 28, 1999 I had to work most of yesterday and was feeling a bit sorry for myself, so I decided to treat myself to a visit to the "Walk on the Wildside" store in Toronto. What a wondrous selection of feminine goodies! The greatest thing is that they have a lot of difficult sizes. You should visit their site and store. I bought two items. A Jayne Belt which is a very clever little garment that helps to tuck away those unwanted body parts and to keep them in place. It is certainly very confortable - I wore it for about 7 hours yesterday, and have it on again today. The other item was a black bra - not very remarkable, you might say, but it is a size 40A, not an easy size to find. I need the 40 because I have a fairly large frame, and I must admit that I'd rather feel squashed in by an A cup than flop around in a B. My breasts seem to have stopped growing at about A-and-a-half, which is OK. Enough to be non-masculine, yet small enough to be concealed reasonably easily. I have to say that the bra is the most comfortable I have ever worn.

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