Yes

You head straight home, too shocked to do anything else. You pick up a package from your doorstep and collapse on the couch.

Wait, you didn't order anything. What could possibly be in the package? "Whatever it is, at least it'll take my mind off this mess," you mutter to yourself.

Strangely, the package has no return address. And it looks like it was delivered by hand. The box is full of tissue paper, but there is a note resting neatly on the top.

Dear Professor Grant,

I missed you after class today. You ran off so fast, I didn't have a chance to ask you my questions!

It's a simple question, at least, so here goes: Do you like the taste of come-soaked panties? Would you like to taste mine?

Horrified, you start looking through the tissue paper. And sure enough, there's a damp black thong resting on the bottom of the box.

You set the package down and stumble off to bed. This is a problem for tomorrow, when you can think straight.