An aunt of mine related a story once which, to me, reeks of bulltrout, but is germane to this topic:

One of her friends at the stables came from a country which has no bees* and saw one for the first time on a pile of hay; she was overcome with novelty, picked the bee up with one finger, and started petting it like a dog and didn't get stung. That's how docile honeybees are

*This is what reeks of bulltrout. Unless my knowledge of biology is deficient--which it may well be since it's the one mainstream science I hate--any place with no bees would have to be completely devoid of vegetation. This means that the mystery girl is from the moon. I can believe a honeybee treated gently enough would not immediately react to physical contact with a sting, though. Not enough to try it, mind you, just enough that I didn't immediately call my aunt a big freaking liar until a year later on a Final Fantasy message board.