Abigail was right. They had thought the ancient rites would be more openly sexual, Sapphic to be more precise, but the lecture had of course not disappointed. There had been quite a bit of symbolical actions taken to allow their mind to drift. As usual Abigail had also managed to actualise many of the rites and their meaning to include the world they both lived in. It was one of the things that fascinated them about Abigail as a teacher, the way she could talk about Ancient Greece and still manage to make a point about current social structures and norms.<br/><br/>A revised version of the Adonia did sound like it could be a lot of fun and even if Robin's mind still drifted towards lesbian orgies they were sure that such rites could be held with just the two of them. They knew a little about the pagan rituals Abigail used to hold in the woods near her home since Abigail had told them about how liberating it was to dance naked and barefoot around a small fire and it was certainly something they were interested in trying.<br/><br/>The mention of Abigail's missing panties provoked a mischievous smile to spread across Robin's face, a smile that only grew at the subtle glimpse of her professor's still wet sex and the clear signs of that wetness having spread down her thighs. They touched their own crotch with the same level of subtlety and winked at her. Next they stuck a hand into their bag and took out the sock that had been stuffed into their boxers when they left their dorm room that morning to suggest that the fake bulge was the missing panties.<br/>"I'm sorry," they said lightly with a playful chuckle.<br/>"I simply couldn't resist. Do you want them back?"<br/><br/>Half an hour later they were on the bus back to Sedgwick, still with Abigail's panties stuffed into their boxers. They took out their phone and texted Xavier that they were maybe ten minutes from their school but that they had no other classes that day and wondered if he wanted to grab some coffee and talk.