leaving room for the holy ghost

my squash plants are acting like awkward pubescent children at their first school dance.  boys on the right, girls on the left.  it's almost august and there is not one fruit forming.  i swear someone's been sneaking into my garden late at night and giving them a tutorial on the importance of abstinence.

!! NO COHABITATION !! 

surely there's got to be one slutty blossom among them. 
i may have to resort to immaculate conception.  

bring out yer dead turkey basters!