When I visited bethel back in the early 80's one evening we were walking to the meeting during a rainstorm.
There was a lady standing under the awning of a neighboring building, and she was all wet.
i went up and asked her if she needed some help, and as she started talking one of the bethel guys grabbed me and pulled me away.
When we got into the hall, I asked him what the heck his problem was. He said that the lady is a prostitute and is always trying to talk to the
brothers coming to the meetings.