I just remembered Dxxxx - Dxxxx - Dxxxx.
What a triple A con-artist she was.
She gave me night-mares she was so in your face (my face) begging for money (Hey. Just like the Governing Body).
I was new in the KHall and she seized me up with more sob stories than have ever been told. So she suckered me.
She was of The Anointed, a regular pioneer, divorced from a horrid man (I met him, he was a nice guy and I am thankful for him, she has let go her clutches from him) and she had cancer and was "dying". Everytime she turned around her conversations started off "I'm dying".
She was way older than a sweet young lonely reg poneer brother, who she delighted in bringing down. She needed help back at her apt with this and that and it was so convenient when it was just him and her out making calls together.
When you walked into her apt. she had a big Bible opened and displayed on an upright stand. She dressed very well, even had her own personal horse nearby for riding.
She begged from easy marks at the KHall and area. With their donated money, she vacationed several times for month long trips in Europe. In my view, when it seemed she had cleaned out the area of all available cash, she moved out of the area, to find another congo , with ready easy marks, and pockets of cash for her to fleece.
When the young lonely reg pioneer Brother wanted to go to Bethel, she squealed on him. They of course pleaded great distress and sorrow and were both given public reproof.
I heard where she moved to, and she remarried an unsuspecting Brother. She divorced him and moved on.
All the time professing to be of the Anointed and partaking.