There's something about putting two babies together on a blanket and watching them wiggle that causes hysteria in childbearing-age women. Last weekend such hysteria ensued when my godson had his first date with his future girlfriend. (They had met before, but neither was dressed for the occasion.) He shyly initiated by touching her neck. She consented to hand-holding, then realized just how pleasant his stroking her neck had been and took charge of the situation. Now, lest it be interpreted from the sequence that my godson is hanging out with a loose lady, I must point out that she has two months on him. It's only natural for her to show him the ropes.