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So I parked in a red zone in front of the natural food store in Sedona to get a weekend events paper. Back turned no more than 20 seconds, turn and there is a woman petting the headlight faring. I walk back and she is all "whose bike is this?" Turns out she rides, hadn't seen one before, info, can I sit on her to see if I can reach the ground, while petting the headlight again. She runs after her brother in the store, drags him out, talk some about different motards/shops. She apologizes about the petting, I tell her I fell in lust at first sight too. RED ROCKS! pun intended