The ceremony was a terrible bore, but most weddings typically are. The only good thing about weddings is afterwards there are lots of desperate bridesmaids looking for love, in all the wrong places. That wasn't the case here but at least I'm guarantied some action. I actually think there was something about that in my wedding vows<strong>"I do"</strong>Who cares I wasn't listening, and I'm going to do it anyway. Oh something about a ring.<br/><br/>I didn't want to waste my purfectly awesome catgirl collar so I switch it out for a different one. This one was two halfs of a metal ring connected with a henge and locked together. It looked uncomfortably heavy, but at least it have padding on the inside. I think the only thing now was to kiss the bride.<br/><br/>I'm not a monster, and I'm pretty sure girls dream about their wedding day their whole life, so if I was going to do something in the wedding right it was the kiss. That's what they'll probably remember most anyway. I turn to her look her deep in the eyes and move in close. I tilted her head back ever so slightly an tenderly press my lips to her. My eyes close and and I loving run my hand through her hair. I hold my lips to hers for a few seconds before breaking off and looking deep into her eyes again. And so ends my performance of a loving wedding kiss.