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Mega Edition: Billionaire Playboy's Club...A Memoir By Virginia Roberts (Volume 1) (6/5/26) · The Epstein Chronicles

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Speaker 1: What's up, everyone, and welcome to another episode of the
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Epstein Chronicles. I've had a lot of people ask me
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about Virginia's memoir, The Billionaire's Playboy Club, and it's certainly
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available out there as part of the court documents for
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anybody who wants to take a look. So I figure
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we might as well get this bad boy added to
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the catalog as well. That way you can hear from
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Virginia herself what she had to say. So I'll keep
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my ranting short and we'll just dive in The Billionaires
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Playboy Club by Virginia Roberts. To my true love Robbie,
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who believes in me every step of the way, and
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to all my children, you are my very inspirations. Chapter one.
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Every single person in this shared world together has a
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unique story of his or her own to tell. This
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one is mine. It was coming up on my third
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night camping out at Miami Beach in the summer of
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nineteen ninety seven. I was thirteen years old and hiding
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from a world full of hurt. Sitting on the shoreline
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for hours watching the sunset fall deeper into the horizon,
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my eyes were glazed over with tears, not from being
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wind whipped by the rough sea breeze, but from reflecting
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on the abuse I encountered as a young girl, and
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how everyone in my life who was supposed to be
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there for me had turned their backs on me in abandonment.
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My fears crept up, and the excitement of escaping all
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of them faded. Now realizing how alone I really was
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now and for the hunger that was painting my belly
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at this point, with nowhere to go and only time
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to waste, I wiped the tears from my eyes and
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set out to find an empathetic person that I could
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manage to get dinner money from. If not, it wouldn't
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have been the first time I had gone hungry for
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the night. I walked to the nearest bus stop and
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asked a handful of people for any spare change, none
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of whom that could help me. Sitting down on a
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nearby curb, disappointed in grief of my current state, I
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put my head into my knees and began to sob.
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Out of nowhere, it seemed, a black stretch limousine turned
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the corner and stopped in front of the curb where
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I had been hopelessly lost. The back door opened to
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reveal a heavy weight and balding old man with a big,
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cheesy smile. Neatly dressed in black trousers and a collared shirt.
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He was sitting next to a striking young blonde girl,
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dropped dead beautiful and dressed in a foxy red mini dress.
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She looked like a model just stepping off the runway.
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Their smiles greeted me warmly, and he kindly asked, what
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is such a sweet little girl like you doing sitting
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alone on the street, looking so upset. Shocked from this
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stranger's concern, I was hesitant in telling him the truth. Reluctantly,
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I decided to tell him that I was a runaway,
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not from around here, and really hungry, hoping at most
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I would get some money for food from him. He
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instantly displayed a chilling excitement and offered me to come
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into his car so we could talk some more. That
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should have been my first to get out of there quick,
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but with nowhere to go and so naive, I didn't
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realize how much worse it could get. Setting foot into
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that limo, I made my first entrance into a world
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that would entrap me for many years to come. He
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introduced himself immediately as Ron Eppinger, a businessman and owner
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of a successful modeling agency call Perfect ten, flaunting is
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oozing wealth by introducing one of his many girlfriends. The
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beauty next to him was Yanna, a supposed model from
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the Czech Republic who looked like she could be in
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her early twenties with the heavy load of makeup that
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she was wearing, but really was in her late teens.
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She kissed me on both cheeks and politely said hello
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in a thick check accent, making me feel a little
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more at ease. Convinced it couldn't be that bad. There
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was another girl in the car, right, I couldn't be
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more wrong. What he didn't tell me to begin with
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was that his modeling agency was only posting for an
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undercover trade. By the time I found out, I thought
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it was too late to run. His business was really
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in a lead immigrant trafficking ring of young women, mostly
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consisting of underage girls, that he was using his escorts
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to make them uber rich. Only available to a selective clientele,
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costing them anywhere from one thousand dollars and over per
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hour of erotic entertainment, the girls were trained to fulfill
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every sexual desire asked of them. No matter how bizarre
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the request might be, The high paid escorts for Ron's
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super rich clientele, such as Yana and many other charismatic beauties,
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would only benefit a fraction of their earnings for themselves,
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Ron reaping the majority of the financial rewards, and being
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they were all illegal immigrants, they were further trapped by
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his enslavement. I proceeded to introduce myself besides what he
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found out about me on the curb side, telling them
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my name and a little bit about how I ended
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up on the streets, explaining that I could take care
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of myself and didn't need my family or anyone to
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look after me anymore. Looking back later in life, I
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can now admit I was a terrible state, but being
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such a headstrong teenager, I refuse to give in. He
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asked my age, and I told him I was sixteen.
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At first, he coally replied, are you sure I think
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you could be telling me a fibb? How old are
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you really? I won't be mad. Being a terrible liar,
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I knew I had been caught and couldn't deny it
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any further. I told him the truth and he chuckled.
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Then paused and answered in a very serious tone, as
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long as you never lie to me again, I will
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take you in right away. I pondered to myself, what
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did he mean. He gave the driver the location of
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our destination and rolled the middle window back up to
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then tell me a story of how his daughter had
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passed away seven years ago from a horrific car accident
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in which four other teens were killed, and he has
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never gotten over it. And then unfortunately a bit of
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this is cut off here, so it picks back up
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right here. Of life was just mind blowing to me
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to even comprehend at first, with such a new outlook
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of the world, world to try and grasp at my
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young age. I was just listening to every word spoken
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to me with such attentiveness. I was going to try
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and model what I was observing from the girls. I
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justified their way of thinking in my head for now,
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thinking if all these girls seem happy enough, why couldn't
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I try to be? It was this or the streets
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for me. Ron came back for me not long after
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our conversation got out of hand and took me to
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the bathroom down the hall. He opened the tap and
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filled a small plastic cup with water and handed me
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two small blue oval pills, telling me to take them
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both as they would help me relax a little bit.
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I swallowed the pills, just following his orders. I put
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the cup on the countertop and turned back around to
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face them, Backing me up against the wall and now
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cornered by this large man, I felt slithering hands began
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to creep under my shirt, writhing my skin. I closed
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my eyes tightly and turned my head away from him,
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hoping that he would take my actions as a sign
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kind of being extremely uncomfortable. But that wouldn't bother him
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at all. He was half enjoying my reaction from the
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smug look on his face, and persisted through it, continuing
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to undress my clothes. He said he wanted to look
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me over and clean me up. It was so humiliating
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having to expose myself to this aging man, and now
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I knew he was going to end up with his
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hands and whatever else all over me all too soon.
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I hated to be right. As I stood naked before
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his widened eyes, he told me you're a hairy bugger.
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I'll have to shave you right up, young lady, And
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I didn't know he wasn't just talking about my legs.
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Standing with my legs wide apart while this man coaxed
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me through the entire ordeal of shaving his hands made
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me feel so dirty. Have I lost my mind? I
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thought to myself. But I had to play nice until
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I had an opportunity to get away. This was not
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as fun as the girls made it out to be.
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After all, this was utterly disgusting. I had no idea
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what was going to happen next with this guy, and
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due to whatever pharmaceuticals he gave me, I still don't
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know to this day. Waking up the next morning, my
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head was pounding and in an agonizing thumping pain, and
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I was so thirsty. The satin sheets thankfully covered my body,
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which was still nude from the night before, and I
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could hear hush voices standing over the bed where I
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was pretending to still be asleep, listening in on their conversations.
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I kept my eyes shut. I knew Ron's voice from
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two of the men, but not recognizing the other guys.
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I just stayed quiet, hoping he'd soon leave. Ron was
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telling the other man what atrocities he got up to
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the night before with me, and I heard him say,
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doesn't she even look like an angel the way she sleeps?
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She's my own little angel, he exclaimed proudly. I opened
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my eyes and rolled over to face them, both, having
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to wrap the sheets around my body, really not knowing
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what to say except good morning in a blushful tone.
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Ron introduced me to his business partner and told me
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to get dressed. He had my whole day planned out
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for me. Already looked in to get my hair colored
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a much lighter tintle blonde, and afterwards a day of
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shopping with the girls. I was becoming exactly what he
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wanted me to be, a carbon copy of the teenage Barbie,
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only I wasn't plastic and came with many benefits. Days
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turned into weeks being a servant to the sexual desires
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of this distorted pervert. I dreamt of escaping, But where
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would I go and how would I get away from Ron?
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With him controlling my every second of my day, separating
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myself from the other girls. Being so uncomfortable with enduring
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the everyday occurrences, I was longing for the solitude of
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the beach again. They were training me up to be
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an escort prodigy or something like that. Outrageous orgies were
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conducted as my lessons, with the girls teaching me all
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of their tricks in the game. It was for the
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sake of men's perverted fantasies. They didn't get anything from
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being sexually exploited and molesting each other except getting paid
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for it. Everything from oral sex to penetration with toys.
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I was expected to not only join in, but even
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perform ludicrous acts of hedonism. I was thirteen years old
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and had never heard the terminology of these sexual acts before,
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and definitely shouldn't have been learning them firsthand. Thrown into
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a world to chaos, I didn't know what to do
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except be as compliant as possible, even when asked to
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do the most degrading tasks. The excitement of the lifestyle
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he offered quickly diminished once I had to pay so
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dearly for it. The girls that subdued to this lifestyle
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and enjoyed it definitely put on a good act. But
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no little girl with hopes and dreams of their untainted
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future turns to our mother and says, one day, I
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dream of being a prostitute, passed around from man to man,
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only to grow older, regretting so much of my life.
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It was all part of an illusion that Ron painted
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for us that made it seem so alluring in the
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first place. Spending my days with Ron, he took advantage
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at every given chance, even in his convertible with the
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top down, I would be worse to go topless while
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he drove around when asked him. When I asked him
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why one day, it was supposedly so I could maintain
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an even suntan, but I knew it was his way
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of showing off his treasures. It was a far cry
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from the simple country life I had been raised in,
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wearing designer mini skirts and tops that always revealed too much.
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Of course, due to Ron and the girls determining everything
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I wore, ate, or spoke, we would spend our days
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at hair laser clinics, shopping, tanning beds, and eating as
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little as possible. Through the nights, we were expected to
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become party animals and greet Ron's clientele with the utmost
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flirtatious attention and doting as possible. Then, whether we were
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out for dinner, at a party or at a club,
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the men would choose his girl and take her home.
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Every girl had a different price, and so did the
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charges depending on the various clients, but Ron always kept
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me for himself. All right, folks, we're gonna wrap up
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part one of chapter one right here, and in the
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next episode discussing the topic, we're going to pick up
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where we left off. All of the information that goes
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with this episode can be found in the description box.
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What's up, everyone, and welcome to another episode of the
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Epstein Chronicles. In this episode, we're going to pick up
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where we left off with Virginia Robert's memoir The Billionaires
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Playboy Club. I would always dread the end of every night,
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fearing what new desires he had in store for the evening.
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Sometimes he would hurt me and tell me to try
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and enjoy it, then do it over and over again
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until I give him exactly what he wanted. I always
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resisted until I could not know more. He was too
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overpowering and relentless at getting the results that he wanted.
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At other times he could be so gentle and caress
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my skin, worshiping every inch of my body, all relying
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upon what mood he was in. Often, though, he liked
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to play the teacher role and instruct me on every
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motion and explain what would happen when I I did
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those certain things to him. No matter what he did
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to me, I was only disgusted with myself more and more.
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I still shudder at the thought of how he used
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my body. I turned fourteen in August that same year
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and was spending my birthday loaded on a concoction of
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pharmaceuticals and alcohol, being generously supplied by the very man
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who swore his devotion to caring for my every need.
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I didn't even know myself any longer, completely shying away
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from the girl I had grown up to be. Until
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this point. The apartment was empty except for me for
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the time being, and that was God's own little present
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for me, some solitude for once, I thought. Pouring myself
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another drink, I opened the sliding glass doors to the
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balcony and walked to the edge, looking down from the
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many stories where Ron's apartment was. I wished myself a
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happy birthday out loud, and wondered if my family even
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remembered the day's occurrence. Dwelling in my sadness for the
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fourteen years of suffering and loneliness I had already endured,
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the tears swelled up in my eyes trickling downwards down
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my cheeks. Inside, I felt so trapped, and I began
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to entertain the thought of jumping over the edge. It
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all seemed so much easier, and the simple blackness that
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death had to offer, rather than the tangled mess I
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was so tired of fighting to get out of seemed
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a much easier approach. Detached from wanting to feel anything,
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I became so numb towards my life's sown tragedies. I
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couldn't live like this any longer. I lifted my bare
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legs over the edge of the railing and sat looking
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at the ground beneath me, so close to even just
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slipping off the edge to my death. I couldn't think
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of any reason not to fall. I thought that I
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had made too many bad decisions to keep going on.
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But some force of a higher nature had other things
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in store for me. The sliding door slammed open with
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a burst of speed, and Ron screwed me up in
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his big arms and brought me inside of our bedroom,
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laying me down and seeing the look of despair in
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my eyes from my tear stained face, he went into
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the bathroom cupboard and returned with three pink pills forcing
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me to swallow them. Using the anger tone of his voice.
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He thought he was turning my sorrows into a distant dream.
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As I passed out in the bed, crying myself all
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the way to sleep, he didn't even ask me what
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was wrong, probably because he knew already soon enough, the
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crumbling of his vampire in the underworld of selling sex
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for his own advantage began with a single crack in
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his perfect scheme, and proudly it all started with me.
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Ron got a scare one day and rampage through his apartment,
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telling us girls to only pack our important belongings and
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some clothes as we had to leave right away. I
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didn't have much belonging to me, so I basically sat
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there watching everyone rush around frantically and was curious what
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could have gotten a man like Ron so scared. Once
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we were packed up and in the limo, he was
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trying to calm the frantic girls down after all the
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panic that spread through the apartment like wildfire. I was
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only one sitting there, half amused at the entire situation.
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He began assuring us that everything was going to be fine,
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as we were packed tightly in a limo that we
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were taking a long trip to Florida's countryside because someone
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had reported an anonymous tip to the missing persons unit
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at the local police station, identifying a very young girl
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as a possible victim of abuse. Living at his apartment.
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Ron knew what a landmine of trouble he had brought
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upon himself, making an exhibition out of me on the
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streets of Miami. I didn't pull off the older girl
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look like the other girls. I actually look younger than
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my age, with my blue eyes and freckles, always giving
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the impression of my youthful innocence. Now he had to
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do just whatever it took to ensure he stayed as
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far away from the authorities as possible. Arriving at a
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ranch in central Florida many hours later, I assumed it
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belonged to Ron, knowing never to ask him things like that.
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I knew my purpose and it wasn't prying into his
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personal life. Outside of the bedroom, there was a main house,
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a few cottages, some staff quarters, and paddocks where the
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horses were kept. I was in heaven, I thought, at first,
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finally something I could really enjoy. Riding was my passion,
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basically growing up on the backs of horses since I
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was able to walk. Not surprisingly, I began to despise
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Ron and all of the girls for the gross exploits
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they made me do with them, beginning to isolate myself
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from everyone. I'd rather spend my time sitting under a tree,
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watching horses, grays riding in my journal, or a painting,
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but mostly avoiding everyone possible unless Ron required me elsewhere.
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Nighttime was always a reoccurring nightmare for me, relived over
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and over again in many various ways. Ron would always
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start by making me some drinks and offering an assortment
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of pills before indulging himself by grotesquely putting his genitals
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in my mouth and tell me how to give them
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what he would call a first class blowjob. And I
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was being judged every minute of it, ordering me to
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slow down or speed up, or maintain a perfect rhythm.
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I was constantly being criticized for my efforts and pleasing them.
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I was eager when he actually gave me a compliment.
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The rest of the evening was always a surprise, left
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up to the moment's notice. Quite regularly, he would proceed
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with having the girls dress me up in a sexy
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outfit and loads of makeup, then entertain them with a
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lesbian reenactment revolving him at the center. Sometimes they would
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use dildos and other foreign sex toys where I'd like
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to see us hurt during sex, sometimes even penetrating me anally.
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But I always resisted and would try to redirect them
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with another sexual desire of his. But I had no
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excuses when it came to me having to use the
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sex toys on him. He told me men have g
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spots in the erectum and instructed me how to precisely
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penetrate them. These nights went on what seemed like an
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eternal sentence for the price of not living on the streets,
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where unfortunately for the one still there, I feared anew
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for my own personal experience could be much worse. Needing
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some contact with someone of my adolescent mentality, I called
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one of my school friends from the past, whom I
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won't name out of privacy, but I'll call him TJ.
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We were so close and I knew him very well,
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so well I had memorized his number a long time before.
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He was my first puppy love sprung from a childhood friendship,
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being my first crush. The summer before all of this happened.
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He was the only person I could think that would
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care enough to talk to me. In the middle of
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the day, the least busy time to be noticed, I
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snuck into one of the vacant guest rooms and used
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the phone to call my good friend. The sound of
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my voice radiated a chillin' him. It's you. Oh my god, Jenna,
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are you okay? He was so shocked to hear from me,
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and the sheer fact that I was still alive nearly
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three months now without a single word to my family
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or friends. Everyone doubted my return. My attempt to forge
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a happy voice when I spoke to him failed, and
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I absolutely crumbled. When he was at a loss for
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kind words for me, I told him of my current
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state of affairs, telling them of Ron and how I
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was terrified of him trying to escape in the middle
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of nowhere was useless. It was like being kept in
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a cage that I was enabled to break free from.
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Going on to dump my issues on TJ, I proceeded
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with how I longed to call my family and to
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be with them for good, but was too afraid they
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didn't want me, knowing I'd just be sent away somewhere
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else again, and to me, after all this time was
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like going from one cage to another. He had been
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called by them numerously and promised me that they were
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very worried and even hired private investigators to try and
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find me. Given I was eleven years old the first
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time I was sent away, my trust in their sincerity
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he spoke about was seriously doubted. I kept the conversation short,
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just in case my absence was being noticed, and I
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left on the note that I would speak to him
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again shortly. His attempts to get off the phone were
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nothing short of desperately to keep me on as long
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as possible. I thought he was just trying to help
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me in some way, giving him assurance in the fact
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I had survived this long obviously I can hold off
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a while longer. I gave him my love and told
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him I'd be in touch. Thinking I had slipped away unnoticed,
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I entered into the room that I shared with Ron,
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hoping I got away with my brief and very needed
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phone call. The place looked empty and everyone else seemed
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to be out and about, so I decided to have
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a bath in the spa and try to relax before
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the night's precautions. My body glided into the steamy water
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as I began to think about TJ and how good
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it felt just to hear for a friendly voice. My
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thoughts drifted to the days I missed when I felt
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I could be silly and childlike, and nearly forgot for
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a moment how grown up I was acting these days.
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My first glimpse at the image surrounding me when I
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resurfaced above the water was daunting. There was Ron standing
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over my tub, looking down at me with an eager
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display of his arousal. He began to undo his pants
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and take them down, and when he told me put
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your lips on my cock, I was too slow in
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responding to his request, so he grabbed me by the
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back of my head and forced me into his groin.
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I had tears streaming down my face as I looked
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up to him with the saddest blue eyes, hoping he
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would take pity and stop, but he never did. I
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was really hurt by this aggression, and he definitely knew
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it at the time, which I believe only made him
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more heated. I closed my eyes and began to count,
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using the time to keep my thoughts elsewhere, believing every
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number I counted only furthered me to the end of this.
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I just got over a hundred when he finished, and
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still half submerged in the deep bath, I was struggling
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to gain my bearings as Ron picked me up out
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of the bath and carried me to our bedroom, which
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was just outside the French adjoined doors, still damp from
22:52
the hot water and the spa, I had goosebumps from
22:54
the chill of the fresh air where he brought me
22:57
to the bed and proceeded to deeply violate my every being. Eventually,
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his scars that he left were too deep to ever
23:04
be healed, and would even carry on through the years
23:07
to come. All right, we're going to wrap up right here,
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and in the next episode, we're going to pick up
23:12
where we left off. All of the information that goes
23:15
with this episode can be found in the description box.
23:19
What's up, everyone, and welcome to another episode of the
23:21
Epstein Chronicles. In this episode, we're going to pick up
23:25
where we left off with the Billionaires Playboy Club, which
23:29
is the Virginia Roberts memoir. Starting my day with a
23:33
few of the supplied oxytocins and a bloody marry made
23:37
by the live in house chef, having two celery sticks
23:40
for my breakfast, I wanted to lie out by the
23:42
pool and forget the world. Ron hated Tannline, so to
23:46
be caught with a bikini top on was a big
23:48
no no in his rule book. But after my cries
23:51
to stop, we're so blatantly ignored last night, I was
23:53
out to piss him off so I didn't have to
23:55
remove my shirt, I put on my headphones, and before
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I knew it, I had fallen into a deep slumber
24:01
from myself made therapeutic cocktail, the only way I knew
24:05
how to cope with the emotional turmoil on the inside.
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Desperate to hear his voice, I called my friend TJ
24:11
a few more times that week. I needed to feel
24:13
like someone out there really knew me. Sometimes we could
24:16
just chat like old friends with no cares in the world,
24:20
and laugh at a distant memory from not too long ago.
24:23
Then would come the goodbye part of the conversation and
24:26
we would both get teary eyed, not knowing what would
24:29
happen next or if this would be the last time
24:31
that we ever spoke to each other again. My biggest
24:34
fear came to reality when I was in our bedroom
24:36
one afternoon, just lounging around out of boredom. Ron came
24:41
bursting in through the door, right as a tomato. I
24:44
couldn't help but feeling I was in big trouble. His
24:46
face was distorted and raging towards me. I knew right
24:50
away he must have found out that I was calling TJ.
24:52
But how I had no idea. I had always tried
24:55
to be an invisible as possible. Soon enough, it was
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all explained, are you trying to get me caught? You
25:02
are nothing but a stupid girl. You know that. What
25:04
am I supposed to do with you? Now? He was
25:06
tearing up the room while his rants gave me something
25:09
else to think about. What would he do with me
25:11
if he had no use for me any longer. I
25:14
wasn't even thinking about him being caught for soliciting illegal
25:17
immigrants for the purpose of prostitution. I was more worried
25:20
that he would be upset at the fact I was
25:22
talking to another guy, maybe even jealous that he was
25:25
at least my age. I replied with the simple sentences
25:29
that I could manage to get out between all the shouting.
25:31
I kept saying I'm sorry and putting my head down
25:34
in shame. He picked me up by my throat, pinning
25:37
me against the wall. You're going away, far, far away
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from me, and you better be nicer to the next
25:43
man I send you to. I've heard he's not as
25:45
nice as most would like. Are you fucking hearing me? Bitch?
25:49
I slid down the wall, choking on the first air,
25:52
entering my lungs, breathless and terrified. I never thought that
25:55
Ron was a nice guy, but I had never seen
25:58
him lose it this bad. Now I was being sent
26:01
away to another stranger, another man. It only terrified me more.
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The girls came in to say they're goodbyes. All of
26:09
them were crying and asking me in their best English
26:12
languages why I had to call someone and lose everything.
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I was able to find out through the broken sobs
26:19
off of them that the confession came from the housekeeper,
26:21
who said she saw me using the room regularly but
26:25
was never messed up. So Ron looked at the recent
26:28
telephone bills and found the same number dialed from that
26:31
room consecutively. He knew it was me right away, At
26:35
least he didn't know it was another guy. I thought
26:37
to myself, or I probably wouldn't have made it out
26:40
of their alive. Ron came back to usher the girls
26:43
out of my room and told me I had five
26:45
minutes to pack my clothes, which he made clear were
26:48
to be my only belongings to take with me. He
26:52
washed his hands clean of me that night, or so
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he thought. The driver came knocking at my door just
26:57
as Ron said, no longer than five minutes that he
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had offered me, and he took my single bag to
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the car. I didn't want all the jewelry, music, or
27:06
books that he so caringly bought me as tokens of
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his twisted affection, only taking my clothes and a lot
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of one hundred dollars bills I had been saving. I
27:15
slid a hole in my scrunchy, inserting my cash for
27:18
a rainy day that I was more than sure was
27:20
just around the corner. We drove for hours until I
27:24
started seeing familiar surroundings. I couldn't believe my own eyes.
27:28
I was back in Miami, but not on the beaches,
27:30
somewhere in the CBD. This time. The driver delivered me
27:34
to the front door with my one bag and waited
27:37
at the door with me. Now I knew how it
27:39
felt to be a puppy picked up from her litter,
27:42
as you can only hope your next owner would treat
27:44
you with some kind of kindness. Another balding man answered
27:47
the door, but it wasn't so grotesquely fat like Ron,
27:51
but still a new owner at that. He looked me
27:54
up and down and seemed amused, and he snickered to himself.
27:58
With one last look to the over my shoulder. It
28:01
was almost an appeal for him for some way to
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help me. I knew he couldn't anyways, I was just hoping.
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He told me his name was Charlie, but didn't even
28:11
bother asking me what mine was. I was sure Ron
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already filled him in on all my details when he
28:17
arranged this. Charlie picked up my bag and led me
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into his bachelor pad townhouse. I was never given a
28:23
welcoming tour of my new residence or made to feel comfortable.
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He walked me up the stairs and opened one of
28:30
the doors in the small hallway, telling me this would
28:32
be my new room. He showed me into it and
28:35
told me to wait he would be back shortly. I
28:38
sat on my bed, afraid to touch anything, and after
28:41
the warning Ron gave me, I knew I had to
28:43
watch my step around here. I put my head down
28:46
onto the pillow my world was falling apart, and let
28:50
my emotions downpour. Exhausted from the day's turmoil, I ended
28:54
up falling asleep. I don't even know if he ever
28:57
came in at all that night. The next morning I
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looked out the window to see my new surroundings. It
29:04
was a beautiful sunny day outside, unlike the dreary cell
29:07
I was locked away inside of feeling the sun warm
29:11
up my face through the glass, it radiated a familiar
29:14
sense of comfort from the days of the good parts
29:18
of my childhood. I reminisced how it had used to
29:21
be before all my life turned upside down, before all
29:24
the fights with my family, before I had to look
29:27
after myself, and before I was a slave to men.
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Those days were too long gone. Now, with too many
29:32
hard times passing me by, it seems surreal to think
29:35
that life had ever even existed in the first place.
29:39
With that thought, I shook myself out of reminiscing that way.
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Whatever was going to happen was out of my control.
29:45
Now I just had to give myself some hope that
29:48
I would have the strength to get myself out of
29:50
these circumstances before anything really bad happened. Chapter two, Part one.
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The house was quiet, so I just assumed that Charlie
29:59
was still asleep. I decided to get cleaned up and
30:02
have a shower. Not even a knock on the door
30:04
when Charlie walked in with ease typical. I thought it
30:08
was an easy way for Charlie to break the ice.
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You really are as beautiful as Ron said as he
30:14
opened the curtain, watching me rinse myself off in the shower,
30:18
and me knowing I had no way out of this
30:20
except to go along with whatever you wanted. I just
30:24
looked down at the mention of Ron's name, wondering what
30:26
else he had told Charlie about me, realizing later that
30:30
he wouldn't have said anything anyways, in fear I would
30:33
have been damaged product that wouldn't make him the money
30:37
that young girls go for. He just sat on the
30:40
side of the vanity and continued to take observation of
30:43
me standing submerged under the falling water. I avoided looking
30:47
at him and let him do all the talking. After all,
30:50
I knew that what I had to say was of
30:53
no importance. That if he was anything like ron. Between
30:56
the water beating down over my head, I could slightly
30:59
hear him ramble on about some club and restaurant he
31:02
owned in Fort Lauderdale. He said he was going to
31:05
take me shopping for some club outfits and we would
31:07
party together tonight. As if I was supposed to be
31:10
excited over this so called treat of his, I looked
31:13
up and gave him a quick smile, adding a compliant nod,
31:17
and turned my attention to turning off the faucets and
31:20
quickly grabbing my towel. I was falling so far from
31:24
who I used to be, shying away from my outgoing
31:26
personality to a quiet girl that didn't even recognize herself
31:30
in the mirror anymore. I dried myself off and looked
31:33
at the man standing between the doorway and me. He
31:36
was still watching me with a sleezy look on his face.
31:39
Now proceeded to move in my direction. Arms wide open,
31:43
he embraced me, running his hands up and down my
31:45
youthful curves, licking my neck in my ear lobes. Then
31:49
his large, rough hands cut my small breasts and continued
31:53
downward to feel in between my legs. I knew I
31:56
had to get this over and done with as quick
31:58
as possible, but I was dreading this moment from the
32:00
second he greeted me at the door last night. I
32:03
fell to my knees and gave in to his demented perversions. Thankfully,
32:07
it didn't last too long before he climaxed and I
32:10
was allowed to get myself dressed and ready to go out.
32:13
I was nothing but money well spent. In his mind.
32:17
This was another extremely wealthy man with a completely new
32:20
set of wants and needs, asking a fourteen year old
32:23
girl to affectionately dote on sexual desires to a man
32:26
in his mid forties. I really hated myself these men,
32:30
and just about everything in my life had boiled up
32:33
to by this point. But I knew from a young
32:36
age that to survive in this harsh world, I would
32:40
have to do many things I would not willingly choose
32:42
to do. At the shops, he decided that he would
32:45
choose the clothes he paid for, which I might as
32:48
well have been declared a teenage prostitute, just like Ron.
32:52
He also liked it that way. The more degrading he
32:55
was to me only proved his ownership of my body.
32:58
He bought me tiny cocktail dresses and skimpy outfits, which
33:02
I thought closely resembled the lingerie he'd also bought for
33:05
me to wear for him. I noticed that day that
33:08
he enjoyed parading me around the shopping mall and out
33:11
for lunch at Hooters, even joking with the waitress that
33:14
he'd like to buy her uniform because he thought he'd
33:16
look sexy on his new girlfriend. We arrived at his
33:20
two on one restaurant and club at around nine o'clock
33:22
in the evening. It was a revolving tower called Hot
33:25
Chocolates in downtown Fort Lauderdale. The food was delicious, and
33:29
for the first time since being with Ron, I ordered
33:32
a hefty meal with steak and mashed potatoes with a
33:35
scrumptious gravy smothered on top. Charlie ordered strong cocktails for
33:39
us both, and before I knew it, my head was
33:42
spinning and we were on the dance floor together. The
33:44
music blared in my head and the rhythm on my
33:47
body took over completely, forgetting about even dancing with Charlie
33:51
and letting the music take hold and work its magic.
33:55
It didn't do me any justice, though, as Charlie watched me,
33:58
imagining what pleasures lay in store for us later on,
34:01
taking me home before the club had even closed, he
34:04
just couldn't wait to indulge on exactly what he was
34:07
fantasizing on beforehand. Once back at his townhouse, he led
34:11
me upstairs into his bedroom and pushed me down in
34:14
the middle of the bed. The motions from the wavy
34:18
mattress made me dizzy and made me feel even drunker
34:21
when he lay on top of me, coming at me
34:24
like a hungered beast wanting to ravage his next meal.
34:27
It was intimidating. As he entered into me with a
34:29
forceful thrust, he moaned out in delectable heaves. I looked
34:33
away while he self indulged his own gratifying needs, using
34:37
my body as his instrumental pleasure. I only grew stronger
34:41
in my head, letting the hatred for men desires intensify.
34:45
All right, folks, we're gonna wrap up right here, and
34:47
in the next episode, we're gonna pick up where we
34:49
left off with chapter two. All of the information that
34:52
goes with this episode can be found in the description
34:56
box What's Up everyone, and welcome to another episode of
34:59
the Epstein Crimenicles. In this episode, we're going to pick
35:02
up where we left off with Virginia Robert's memoir The
35:06
Billionaires Playboy Club. The next two weeks, I was expected
35:11
to be at Charlie's beck and call, never allowed to
35:14
leave his side, even making me sleep in his bed.
35:17
From the second night onwards, I never even got the
35:20
chance to call TJ again. It was too much of
35:23
a risk anyway, thus pushing him further out of my memory,
35:26
too afraid of the emotional repercussions. Our typical routine was
35:31
to wake up, get showered and dressed, and I would
35:34
put on my makeup while Charlie made his business calls
35:36
for the day. We would leave the house mid afternoon
35:39
and run his errands, do some shopping, sometimes meeting his
35:43
friends or business partners for lunch. None of the men
35:46
he introduced me to seemed defended at his choice of
35:49
adolescent eye candy. They just continued to chat away as
35:54
if it was normal to be in public with his
35:56
arms draped over a girl young enough to be his granddaughter.
36:00
Too shy by giving me a flirty tap on my
36:02
bottom or even trying to kiss me. My last night
36:06
was no different from every other night. We went shopping
36:09
that day and out for lunch alone. Later, we headed
36:12
to a club he called Iguana Joe's. We met up
36:15
with his friend and set our helles. They both seemed
36:18
so excited about the club, and Charlie was full of
36:21
compliments all around. The club did have a line out
36:24
the door, which looked a mile long coming in. Luckily
36:27
we didn't have to use the front door. Charlie returned
36:30
from the bar with two giant looking long Island dice teas,
36:34
which were his favorite drink to start with, and then
36:37
we just sat there for a while, watching people dancing,
36:40
occasionally conversing about passing thoughts. We danced for a while,
36:45
having a few more drinks, and after about two hours,
36:48
Charlie said he was ready to go home. What a
36:50
daunting time to look forward to. He always liked to
36:53
have a brief sexual encounter before drifting off to sleep,
36:56
with my naked body intertwined between his arms and legs.
37:00
It was bad enough to have to entertain him at
37:02
every given second of the day, but his grip on
37:04
me was so stifling. I felt so choked I could
37:07
hardly breathe much less sleep. Eventually, my overworked mind would
37:11
drift in and out of a restless sleep, but constantly
37:14
on edge. I thought many nights of escaping, But where
37:17
would I go? Would one of Ron's ever so connected
37:21
informants find me and turn me into something to be
37:23
disposed of for good. I just prayed that I wouldn't
37:27
be another missing person to add to the list of
37:29
girls found in the local ditches, and I knew that
37:32
was where I was headed if I screwed this up
37:34
for Ron again, as if my guardian angel was here
37:38
the whole time, listening to my secret prayers. My rescue
37:41
came the next morning with an abrupt bursting through the
37:43
bedroom door at about six am. Charlie and I were
37:47
still lying in bed together and his grip on me
37:49
was still tight. The men, dressed in all black military gear,
37:53
had large guns and helmets on. It was so frightening
37:57
that at first I couldn't even comprehend what was happening.
38:00
So rapidly, I thought Charlie could have been in some
38:02
kind of trouble with a business friend he had done
38:05
wrong too. But then one of the men in black shouted, FBI,
38:09
this is a raid, get down with your hands on
38:11
your head. In too much shock to move, three of
38:14
the men grabbed Charlie and threw them to the floor
38:16
and cuffed them. I sat up in bed with the
38:18
sheets covering my naked body and watched as they dragged
38:21
Charlie from the room, still completely nude. He wasn't even
38:25
allowed to get dressed. Another agent had come back into
38:28
the room to find him a pair of shorts. I
38:30
could hear him screaming at the top of his lungs
38:32
all the way outside. He was screaming, and the last
38:35
thing I heard him yell was if you say anything,
38:37
you know who will find you. I could hear more
38:40
threats being yelled at me, but I couldn't make out
38:43
what it was that was being said. I was in
38:46
total confusion and I couldn't believe what was happening. There
38:49
were so many uniformed agents. I felt so small compared
38:52
to all of them. But they were very kind and
38:55
helped me out of bed, allowing me to remain covered
38:57
up with the bed sheets so I could get dressed.
39:00
The first decency I had been shown in a long time.
39:04
It was an odd feeling to acknowledge. I knew the
39:07
life that I had come accustomed to for the last
39:09
six months was now over, and in so many ways,
39:12
I was relieved, but I was also very nervous about
39:15
what lay ahead of me. I excused myself to the
39:18
bathroom to put on some clothes. Not having anything half
39:21
decent like a normal pair of jeans and a T shirt.
39:24
The best I could come up with was a metallic
39:26
blue mini skirt and a tiny matching top that fell
39:29
just below my breasts. Hardly clothing at all. It was
39:32
more like scraps of cloth. Putting my hair up in
39:35
a tight bun with the scrunchy that held my five
39:38
hundred dollars bills, I was let out of Charlie's townhouse
39:41
for the very last time, starting my life over again.
39:45
I wanted to leave behind my every memory belonging to
39:48
these horrid times, only taking a small sack containing my underwear,
39:52
makeup bag, and journal with me. The agents led me
39:56
down the staircase and my last vision a Charlie was
39:58
bent over the hood and handcuffed. I slipped into the
40:02
backseat of the car and was driven to Broward County
40:05
Police Station, where the federal agents interviewed me about my
40:08
entire whereabouts for the last six months. I was so
40:11
scared of what Ron would do if I told the
40:14
agents what really happened, but at the same time, I
40:17
knew he'd most likely kill me anyways for being such
40:20
a liability. Over the next few hours, I sat down
40:23
and told the agents how Ron's business worked and what
40:26
part I had to play. To them. I was able
40:29
to ask how they found out I was at Charlie's house,
40:32
and they informed me that I was being followed all
40:34
the way from Okalla, Florida, where Ron had me stowed
40:37
away for the last four months. TJ, my friend, called
40:41
my parents after the first conversation, and ever since then
40:45
the FBI were tapping the phone lines and recording every conversation,
40:49
completely unaware of TJ's caring act of deceit. I was
40:53
in shock that they had been tracking us for so long.
40:56
I knew now with or without my help, the FBI
40:59
had an enough to put Ron away for a very
41:02
long time if they could catch him. That is, having
41:05
so many crooked people working for you can be an
41:07
advantage when you're in trouble, like having a pair of
41:10
eyes in every city. Ron somehow was able to find
41:14
out about Charlie's arrest and immediately deserted the country to
41:17
avoid legal punishment. Ron had so many countless charges put
41:22
up against him. Eventually, when the FBI were able to
41:24
track him down, they were able to have him arrested
41:27
in Yugoslavia and extradited back to Miami. He was finally
41:31
held accountable for being a pedophile, soliciting women for prostitution,
41:35
and running many illegitimate and illegal businesses. By the time
41:40
the FBI caught up to him, he was in his
41:42
mid seventies, and he died of old age, serving his
41:44
second year in prison of a lengthy sentence. Coincidentally, I
41:48
was told of his punishment and death many years later
41:51
by one of the same FBI agents that had rescued
41:54
me from Charlie's arms. I was taken out of interrogation
41:59
after the interview was over and told to sit in
42:01
one of the officer's desks while I was waiting for
42:04
someone to come pick me up. Uncertain of who that
42:07
someone would be, I assumed it would be someone from
42:09
the Juvenile Delinquent Division to take me back to some
42:13
state operated lockdown facility. Not the nicest place to call home,
42:17
but I had no choice in this matter. Sitting back
42:20
in the revolving chair, I was twirling out of boredom
42:23
and listening to the roaming conversations within the office, I
42:26
pondered in fearful anticipation of the dreadful places that lay
42:30
in store for me, Having spent a lot of my
42:34
adolescents in these kinds of places. For the sheer factor
42:37
that my mother said I was out of control and
42:39
unable to handle by eleven years old, there was plenty
42:44
of just reasons for me to be scared of those places.
42:47
What I knew lay in store for me were constant
42:50
fights between the rough girls being settled with violent raids.
42:53
Then out came the pepper spray, and then the strip searches,
42:57
and worst of all, no sunlight. It didn't matter if
43:00
you were quiet, shy girl that didn't belong there. When
43:03
there was a fight, which could be like a few
43:05
times a week, every person in the room was considered
43:08
a threat and they were treated like a violent criminal.
43:11
I hated those places and the memories they gave me.
43:15
That's why I always ended up back out on the street.
43:18
No child or juvenile should have to be subjected to
43:21
such unreasonable force and neglect. Some of the girls were
43:24
so used to being subdued to this kind of treatment
43:27
their whole life, they ended up repeating the same attributes
43:31
as the people who initially hurt them in the first place.
43:34
One very sad girl I'll never forget had a father
43:38
who had been a heroine junkie and decided to play
43:41
Russian Roulette with some of his attic friends, and by
43:44
fate or chance, took the bullet straight through his brain,
43:47
killing him instantly. Her mother, being a heroin addict herself,
43:51
spiraled downwards after his death and gave her four year
43:55
old child to her agent grandmother that eventually had to
43:58
put the twelve year old in the undire circumstance. I
44:02
can only have the highest hopes for her today. But
44:05
unfortunately for most girls that have been victimized by society,
44:09
they aren't ever able to stop being a victim for
44:11
the rest of their lives or go on to make
44:13
other people victims themselves. A sad and unfortunate fate for
44:18
so many innocent and it happens so much more than
44:21
anyone would rather admit to. Instead of just trying to
44:24
find a solution, all right, folks, we're gonna wrap up
44:27
right there, and in the next episode dealing with the topic,
44:29
we're gonna pick up where we left off, and that's
44:31
with part one of chapter three. All of the information
44:35
that goes with this episode can be found in the
44:38
description box. What's up, everyone, and welcome to another episode
44:41
of the Epstein Chronicles. In this episode, we're getting right
44:45
back to the Billionaire's Playboy Club the memoir by Virginia Roberts,
44:50
Chapter three. Hours later, I was still twirling myself in
44:54
the same office chair when I spun around to see
44:56
my father walking in my direction. I nearly fell off
45:00
my seat at the sight of him gripping the chair's handles.
45:03
I couldn't imagine what in the world I would say
45:05
to the man I once used to call Daddy, but
45:08
now hated for the abandonment and unforgiving wounds he instilled
45:12
inside of me. He contemplated putting his arms out to
45:16
hold me, but instead anger and shame took over, and
45:20
he just shook his head. I never saw my dad
45:22
cry until that day, and I have to say it
45:25
made me feel young again and said that I had
45:28
disappointed my parents again. The agents now standing beside us
45:34
led both of us together back into the interrogation room
45:37
to retell my journey to my father, who they said
45:40
I had no choice to tell or they would have
45:42
to tell him for me being I was underaged minor
45:45
when Ron violated the statutory rape law, among many others
45:50
when he took me back to his apartment and kept
45:52
me as a sex slave. My dad couldn't believe what
45:55
he was hearing, and, for his lack of a better
45:58
choice of words, asked me to stopped talking. He was
46:01
just happy to know I was alive. Like everyone I'd
46:04
known in my life, they'd rather brush it under the
46:07
carpet and not deal with the pain, rather than realizing
46:10
sooner or later, it all comes out sometime in our life,
46:14
even when it transgresses into our future, then becomes what
46:18
we are willing to accept out of partners, work and
46:21
people in general, simply saying in other ways, then with words,
46:25
that our bad decisions befall our tragedies later on in life.
46:29
The next discussion was led to where I would go
46:32
from there. Before anyone could put his or her suggestion forward,
46:36
I leapt in with my two bits and made it
46:39
obviously clear to my dad that if I was sent
46:41
away to another lockdown facility, and if you betrayed my
46:45
trust again, he would never see me again. I would
46:48
disappear for good this time and for all he would know.
46:51
I could be dead in no time. On the streets,
46:54
he looked at me for the first time of my life.
46:57
He saw the many years I had grown up in
46:59
the time I was on and heard the seriousness in
47:02
my tone of my voice. When I made my vow
47:04
to him, He put his head in his hands and
47:07
told me the bad news. My mom didn't want me
47:10
to come home, and she was making his life hell
47:12
for even suggesting bringing me back into their lives. I,
47:16
for some reason, threatened her lifestyle and drove her crazy.
47:20
I'd been surprised about how a lot of things lately,
47:23
but not that one. The last time I saw my mom,
47:26
she ever so carefully lied to me and told me
47:29
she was bringing me to an eye doctor for an infection. Instead,
47:32
we walked into this tall blue building with people in
47:35
uniforms holding clipboards and a few muscley guards. She ushered
47:39
me inside and hurried to close the large auto lock
47:42
doors behind her, leaving me there alone and imprisoned, which
47:46
is what led to me recently living on the streets.
47:50
My life was hell as long as she was in
47:52
control of it. So when she didn't want me back
47:54
at home, I was fine with that too, but there
47:57
had to be somewhere else I could go. My dad
48:01
said he had no choice but to put me back
48:03
into the facility, but he made a sincere promise that
48:06
he would not take any longer than a week to
48:08
try to find a place for me to stay and
48:10
to go to school. A week I could deal with,
48:13
but I was still unsure if I could trust my
48:15
father and hold him to his word. But yet again
48:18
I had no choice. Being my legal guardian, he could
48:21
send me anywhere he wanted, and there was nothing I
48:24
could do except for keep running. I gave in, and
48:28
before he left the officers to take me back to
48:31
the last facility I had run from, I gave him
48:33
one last hug and reminded him one week and I'm gone,
48:36
nodding his head and squeezing his arm tighter around me.
48:39
I could only hope he meant it, but he didn't
48:41
look too optimistic. In the police car on the way
48:44
back to the facility, they had to handcuff me in
48:47
case I ran again, But I had no intentions anyway,
48:50
I was going to give my dad The week before,
48:52
I began to search for the right opportunity to jolt again.
48:56
I was like a ghost come back, said so many
48:59
of my girlfriends from the past, and there was now
49:02
a lot of new faces there too. At night, we
49:05
were all in bed and supposed to be sleeping, I'd
49:07
be daydreaming of better days and imagine myself somewhere in
49:11
a comfortable bed, actually enjoying my life for a change.
49:14
A week went by in this facility, spending most of
49:17
my days locked up in what they called the White Room,
49:20
a bare room with a concrete floor, no toilet or
49:23
even a chair to sit on. The only comfort I
49:26
had was the blue sweater that was provided as part
49:29
of the uniform, and my hairscrunchy filled with my stowed
49:32
away cash that no one had found during the unpleasant
49:35
strip searches. I would spend hours in the White Room
49:39
for objecting to the conformity and unwilling to participate in
49:43
their drilling regime. I didn't feel like I owed an
49:46
explanation to these people, even when they brought a psychologist
49:49
in to speak with me. What was the point when
49:52
I would be gone any day now, and as if
49:55
any of these people even cared in the first place.
49:57
I was just another number in the system and they
49:59
had a job to do. There was one megabitch female
50:03
guard named Evelyn, and she used to either really like
50:05
you or really hate you, and God forbid you were
50:08
one of the unfortunates that she didn't like. She'd make
50:11
your entire stay an agonizing nightmare, constantly picking on girls
50:15
who were not strong enough to cope, whether her predicament
50:18
or past issues. She'd stand them up and publicly humiliate them,
50:22
and even when they begged her through their sobs to
50:25
let them sit down, she'd only torment the worse, which
50:28
only made the strong girl want to antagonize the fragile
50:31
ones with more malicious intent. Luckily, when I had previously
50:35
been there, she didn't take much notice of me, but
50:37
I stayed out of harm's way with her just being
50:40
quiet and observant. Being back here seemed like an eternity
50:44
while I held my end of the bargain, but unfortunately
50:47
my father didn't. The first chance I saw to run,
50:50
I took it. I was being sent to get my blood,
50:53
and you're intaken for drug and disease analysis. My driver
50:56
would be a volunteer from the community, and it would
50:59
be the perfect ghetto for me. I was brought from
51:02
the white solitaire room and led into the bright sun,
51:05
feeling like today would be a favorable day for my escape.
51:09
We got to the doctor's office. My whereabouts told me
51:11
I had plenty of ways to run, and I scouted
51:14
out the best looking route. My plan was to barge
51:18
through the volunteers in experienced grip and wriggle my way
51:21
out if needed, then hit the asphalt, running until my
51:24
legs couldn't carry me any further. Playing it out in
51:27
my mind felt different to the anticipation that led up
51:30
to actually doing it. The inner strength that I had
51:33
was the only thing going to help me in this circumstance.
51:37
We arrived in the parking lot and I hadn't said
51:39
a word to him the entire drive. The small frame
51:42
Spanish man tried to make pleasant conversation, but I couldn't
51:45
see him as anything but a challenge, so I kept
51:47
quiet instead, ignoring his humorous attempts to befriend me. The
51:52
car pulled to a stop and he came around the
51:54
side to unlock my door and that was it. Here
51:57
we go, I told myself, and push past the volunteers.
52:00
His arms grabbed out at me, but only caught me
52:03
by my shirt. He didn't even put up much of
52:05
a struggle. Like some of the other trained ones I've
52:08
gotten away from before, they would put me on body
52:10
locks of all sorts of types, but just tore up
52:13
my collar of my shirt, letting me break free. I
52:17
had done this many times before, so I knew I
52:19
wasn't gone yet. I had to first get out of
52:22
these clothes. The cops would be looking for someone of
52:25
my description in the area with a blue shirt and
52:28
khaki pants. So my first stop was a busy shopping complex.
52:31
I took the money from my scrunchy and bought myself
52:34
a pair of jeans, a shirt, and a sweater for disguise,
52:38
and my next stop was Dunkin Donuts to get a
52:40
chocolate iceed donut and a cup of coffee. I didn't
52:43
have doubts about getting out of the facility, but I
52:46
wasn't expecting it to be so easy this time. My
52:49
past excursions all began with an abrupt struggle, sometimes ending
52:53
in a brutal state of affairs after being pepper sprayed
52:56
and fastened into some painful lock by forceful men times
53:00
my size, then tossed into solitary until I saw my
53:03
next chance to dessert. I got to know the guards
53:07
real well, as I spent a lot of my time
53:09
being dragged down to the white room by them. There
53:11
was Jim, large black man who could have doubled for
53:14
a Miami Dolphins defensive linebacker. John was another big man
53:18
with a ponytail and a mustache and you look like
53:21
someone who definitely owned a Harley. The last guy, Scott,
53:24
was smaller build, but made up for it with his
53:27
steroid injected muscles bulging out of his neck, and there
53:31
was this added height from his curly fro. When they
53:34
weren't restraining me and holding me captive in solitaire, they
53:37
were actually pretty nice guys, not afraid to have to
53:40
laugh after some explosive incident, and I held no contempt
53:43
towards them either. They were just doing their jobs. It
53:47
was deja vu all over again, free at last. But
53:51
where would I go now? With ron scouts on the
53:53
lookout for me, and now the authorities being notified I
53:56
was a runaway again. I would have a lot of
53:58
people searching for me, so I knew I had to
54:01
be careful where I went. My last stop before leaving
54:05
the shopping center was to use the payphone to call
54:08
my parents. My dad answered, completely surprised to hear me
54:12
on the other end. I wanted to sarcastically thank him
54:14
for breaking his promise to me. I hope he is
54:17
happy now. He just lost his daughter for good. I
54:20
stopped to listen to what he was trying to say,
54:22
and he told me I was getting you out in
54:24
a few days. I found you somebody to stay with.
54:27
She's a good person who's got teenagers your age. I
54:30
was just trying to convince your mother to sign the
54:32
papers to get you out of there. I was so
54:35
outraged at her ability to put her own wants before
54:37
the needs of her own flesh and blood daughter. I
54:40
told him to come pick me up and bring me
54:42
to the house so I could speak with her for
54:43
the first time and over a year. But if I
54:46
felt threatened for one second, I'll be on my way
54:48
quicker than a blink of an eye, and for my
54:51
own good. He wasn't overjoyed at my proposition, knowing what
54:54
position this put him in as her husband. But as
54:57
my father, he decided to put me first for one
55:00
and take me home to confront my mother. I arrived
55:04
at my house for the first time in a very
55:05
long time, and everything looked different. My parents refurnished and
55:09
renovated the house. I didn't even have a room anymore.
55:12
My old belongings in bed were removed and it was
55:15
now in office. Of course, my mom didn't meet me
55:18
at the gate or the front door, like her long
55:21
lost offspring reunited. No, Instead, she waited for me to
55:25
come up and find her out back smoking cigarettes and
55:28
having a beer. She stood up from her chair and
55:31
squinted her eyes, loathing in hatred. She coldly slapped me
55:35
hard in the face. The slap stung, but I matched
55:38
her look with a familiar stone coldness that only she
55:41
could understand. Immediately, we both started to cry, and we
55:44
washed away our anguish and resentment through our tears and
55:47
consolidated our feelings for the first time since the chaos
55:51
first affected our lives. She didn't want to know how
55:55
much of my whereabouts, and she still had a lot
55:58
of anger to get over, but she asked me to
56:00
stay home at least my little brother ran through the
56:03
back door and hugged me so tight. I started to
56:05
cry again and was saddened by how much time I
56:08
had missed. The time I had lost just hanging out
56:11
with my brothers, and it took me even longer to
56:13
realize how precious time really is. We were never going
56:17
to be the average Joe's next door, but at least
56:19
this was better than nothing. I love being with my
56:22
family again. We had barbecues and bonfires with each other,
56:26
and life began to slowly piece back together. It was
56:29
bizarre how normal it was when I first got home.
56:32
I turned fifteen that year, and it was the exact
56:35
cup of tea that I had needed to boost me
56:37
up and get me on the right track. I decided
56:40
to go to school and acquire my general education diploma
56:44
or ged and got a summer job with my dad
56:46
at Mara a Lago, Donald Trump's exclusive country club in
56:49
Palm Beach, surrounded by lush acres of tropical landscapes, manicured gardens,
56:55
and a mansion made into a beach club for the
56:57
rich and famous. It's known as the Jewel upon Beach.
57:01
I was in sheer awe at the gold arch ceilings
57:03
and grandeur ballrooms. The spa where I worked was world class,
57:08
not only oozing in style, but in the way each
57:12
and every clientele was treated with the utmost service. My
57:16
focus was now set on becoming a massage therapist and
57:19
working my way into the luxurious spa like the one
57:22
I worked for now only I was a locker room
57:24
attendant there. I studied many books about the anatomy of
57:28
the human body and how you can affect a person's
57:30
well being and health for the better through a simple
57:33
healing touch. It was amazing to me that the way
57:36
the body responded to massage. I was more than just interested.
57:40
I was determined to become a therapist. All right, folks,
57:44
we're gonna wrap up right here, and in the next
57:46
episode dealing with the topic, we're gonna pick up where
57:49
we left off. All of the information that goes with
57:52
this episode can be found in the description box. What's up, everyone,
57:56
and welcome to another episode of the Epstein Chronicles. In
57:59
the episode, we're going to pick up where we left
58:01
off with Virginia Robert's memoir The Billionaire's Playboy Club. It
58:07
was one of those anatomy books that I had my
58:08
nose buried in one afternoon on a quiet Tuesday, and
58:12
it could get pretty lonely in the locker room, so
58:14
if I wasn't busy, I'd sit outside by the SPA's
58:17
reception and read my books in the warmth of the
58:19
Florida sun. A lovely looking woman in her late thirties
58:23
who spoke with a proper English accent approached me. I
58:27
assumed it was a general question, like where's the lady's
58:29
room or was that the famous model from so and so?
58:34
But she was more interested in the book I was reading,
58:37
only believing at first we were just making small talk.
58:40
She was really intrigued at my choice of reading. She
58:43
then asked if I did massage on the side. I
58:46
stated I was only reading the book and I had
58:48
not yet begun to study, but one day I would
58:50
love to practice massage therapy. She introduced herself as Glenn Maxwell.
58:55
I would later find out that she was the daughter
58:58
of the late prominent businessman in Disgrace newspaper tycoon Robert Maxwell.
59:03
I told her my name is Jenna, pointing to my
59:05
name tag on my shirt, and offered her a cold
59:08
or hot beverage, as those were my instructed duties at work.
59:12
She accepted a tea and went on to chat a
59:14
bit about this rich guy that she worked for, and
59:17
she knew offhand that he was looking for a massage therapist,
59:21
just doing me a good deed out of the kindness
59:23
of her heart. I'm sure she offered to introduce me
59:25
to him. I declined her first proposition, thinking out loud,
59:30
told her I didn't know the body well enough to
59:32
even attempt an interview. She didn't seem worried at all
59:35
about my fear of incompetence, saying that if he liked
59:39
me enough, he would get me the best training in
59:41
the industry. Glenne thought that I had a cheery persona
59:45
and I fit the quota for what he was looking for, and,
59:49
as she put it, an enthusiastic learner that she said
59:53
she gathered from the sticky notes popping out of the
59:56
various sections in my book. I accepted her a phone
59:59
number and the house address and told her I will
1:00:02
call her if I'm able to come over after work.
1:00:04
I rushed over to the tennis court where my dad
1:00:07
was working and told him of the news. We both
1:00:09
thought this could be a wonderful opportunity to become a
1:00:12
massage therapist. Seeing that it was a lady in her
1:00:15
late thirties who came off as more of a nurturer
1:00:18
rather than a procureur. Neither of us saw any reason
1:00:21
to be hesitant. Chapter four, Part one. At around five pm,
1:00:26
my dad drove me down to the bottom of Elbrio
1:00:28
Away on the Palm Beach in her coastal We pulled
1:00:32
into a short driveway beckoning a large bank mansion with
1:00:35
a heavy wooden door. I was so excited about this
1:00:39
chance and asked my dad to wish me luck. He
1:00:41
gave me a big squeeze and wish me my best.
1:00:44
He walked me to the front door and I rung
1:00:46
the door chime. Moments later, we were greeted by an
1:00:49
older gentleman dressed in a casual butler uniform. I told
1:00:53
him I was here to meet Miss Maxwell for a
1:00:54
massage trial, and he opened the doors for my father
1:00:57
and I, telling us to wait in the entry as
1:01:00
Miss Maxwell would be on her way any second. And
1:01:03
she was down the stairs. She walked with a warm smile,
1:01:07
her short black hair seeming very proper and elegant for now.
1:01:12
She shook my father's hand and thanked them for bringing
1:01:14
me and kissed us both on the cheeks. They spoke
1:01:17
briefly about whom she worked for and about mar A Lago,
1:01:20
where she worked. She was in a hurry, you could
1:01:23
tell to end the conversation and say goodbye to my dad,
1:01:26
which she did ever so pleasantly. She said the boss
1:01:30
was upstairs and awaiting my arrival. So with that, I
1:01:33
said my bye to my dad and began to follow
1:01:36
Glane up the stairs. I was so nervous, but I
1:01:39
didn't show it. I kept my reserve and demeanor cool
1:01:41
as ice, trying to show maturity for the open position.
1:01:45
We continued on to the massage room, passing by a
1:01:48
grand crystal chandelier and a couple of lengthy wooden hall
1:01:51
tables displaying a multitude of photos displaying young girls and
1:01:55
beautiful women. Trying not to gawk at them. I didn't
1:01:57
even notice that some of those girls were only wearing
1:02:00
their smile. Gleayne asked me how my day at work was,
1:02:05
and I told her that it was easy, peasy, as always,
1:02:08
just trying to make simple conversation. There was a fork
1:02:11
at the end of the staircase, and she led me
1:02:13
to the right hand side. The lights were dimmed in
1:02:16
the bedroom, but I could still see the king size
1:02:18
bed in the middle of the room. We did a
1:02:20
u turn around the bed, which led us into a
1:02:22
massage room dripping in luxury. I could have definitely compared
1:02:26
it to the renowned Mar A Lago spas. It had
1:02:29
marble walls and a glass enclosed shower and a self
1:02:32
automated steam room. At the very end of the burberry
1:02:35
carpeted room. There was a very large mirror over a
1:02:38
basin to the right of the room with an array
1:02:41
of oils, ointments, soaps and lotions, and a small closed
1:02:44
door which I assumed must be a closet. The only
1:02:48
thing that struck awkward about this room was the naked
1:02:50
man laying face down a top of the turquoise massage
1:02:53
table in the center of it. I had to be
1:02:56
prepared for this, I told myself. Massage was something I
1:03:00
had never done before, so I quickly brushed away my
1:03:03
thoughts of possible schemes, wanting to believe wholehearted that this
1:03:07
was going to be legit. Glaine introduced us to each other,
1:03:10
and I proceeded to make his acquaintance. Looking up from
1:03:14
his downward position, he looked me over and gave a
1:03:16
smile to Golayne, an obvious notion of his approval. He
1:03:20
was Jeffrey Epstein, as she pronounced for him, as if
1:03:24
I was supposed to recognize his name or something. He
1:03:26
affirmed it was his pleasure and replied, just call him Jeffrey.
1:03:31
No need for formalities, he answered, cleverly, putting me at ease.
1:03:35
This man did not look like someone to be aware of.
1:03:38
Both him and Golayne appeared to be very nice people
1:03:41
and conscious of their health as their need for massages
1:03:44
and spa visits. No alarm bells went off yet. I
1:03:48
was prepped by Golaine to treat this as a lesson
1:03:50
from her and follow her exact lead. If I did
1:03:53
good tonight, then maybe I would become Jeffrey's traveling massuse,
1:03:57
seeing the world and getting paid well for it. I
1:04:00
was very hopeful a job like this could really make
1:04:03
my dreams come true. I followed suit and wash my
1:04:06
hands with warm water so the coldness would not shock
1:04:09
Jeffrey's naked body, then lathered them in rich body butter.
1:04:13
Glaine told me to always keep one hand on Jeffrey
1:04:16
even when getting more lotion, so it didn't make him
1:04:19
lose concentration on being relaxed. She gave me a tip
1:04:23
and told me to keep a blob of lotion on
1:04:26
my forearm, so it prevented me from having to keep
1:04:28
going back for more and it was less disruptive to Jeffrey.
1:04:32
This all seemed like real fun to begin with. I
1:04:35
was being educated about the body and splitting Jeffrey's body
1:04:38
with Glaine, mimicking her every motion. Starting with his feet,
1:04:41
we began with his heels and the arches of his souls,
1:04:45
pushing the blood up his calves in upward strokes to
1:04:48
rejuvenate the body's blood supply, and being careful to mind
1:04:52
his leg hair didn't pull. I was keeping up with
1:04:54
her and enjoying the education. It was so interesting how
1:04:58
the body worked, and I couldn't believe I was learning
1:05:00
all of this for free. Once I got a bit
1:05:03
of a groove following Glaine, they began asking me all
1:05:05
sorts of questions about my past, and it didn't take
1:05:08
long before the conversation led down the darker experiences of
1:05:11
my young life. When they found out that I hadn't
1:05:14
led much of a normal existence, they only probe me
1:05:17
with more questions, which, being put on the spot, answered honestly.
1:05:22
The funny thing is that they didn't seem appalled at
1:05:25
all by my statements, rather entertained, if anything. Jeffrey called
1:05:29
me a naughty girl with that wry smile of his,
1:05:32
and half playful and half defensive. I answered, no, I'm not.
1:05:35
I'm really a good girl, just always in the wrong places.
1:05:38
He then replied, it's okay, I like naughty girls, and
1:05:41
rolled over onto his front side to expose his complete
1:05:44
nude self. He wasn't the first man to show me
1:05:47
his penis, so I wasn't shocked at the appearance of
1:05:49
his manhood, but I was incredibly shocked at his complete
1:05:52
ease to present himself with an erection. I tried to
1:05:56
ignore it, waiting to follow the next directions off of Glaine,
1:05:59
who so now surprisingly stood behind me bare breasted. Before
1:06:03
I had a chance to even think of replying hastily,
1:06:07
she began to slowly undress me while Jeffrey started to
1:06:10
stroke his manhood while watching us. She unbuttoned my blouse
1:06:13
and removed my bra, revealing my bosom. Cupping them in
1:06:17
her hands, she moved her lips across my nipples, licking
1:06:20
and teasing them with her tongue, making them cold and stiff. Next,
1:06:24
her hands moved down to my tiny white skirt, removing
1:06:27
the final piece of my remaining uniform. She slid my
1:06:30
skirt down my legs with these for a moment, keeping
1:06:33
on my love heart panties so they could both take
1:06:36
notice of my apparent youth. They even snickered to each
1:06:39
other about how cute she still wears little girl panties,
1:06:42
Jeffrey said, and Glanne joined in his laughter. Acting as
1:06:47
my madam, she instructed me to start by licking his nipples,
1:06:50
and after I had sufficiently pleasured both of them, then
1:06:53
prompted me to go down on Jeffrey orally while she
1:06:56
rubbed her breast along his body tantalizingly. She moved behind
1:06:59
me again, this time to remove my panties and start
1:07:03
fondling the delicate folds between my legs. I was still
1:07:06
in shock from the initial degrading blow. I didn't even
1:07:09
let the reality sink in. It was all too much
1:07:11
for me to emotionally handle, so instead I hid behind
1:07:14
my fears, which I told myself I wasn't ever going
1:07:17
to be worthy of anything at all, and this would
1:07:21
probably be as good as it gets for me. After all,
1:07:24
I thought, what have I been trained up for until now?
1:07:27
Nobody ever stopped to ask if it was comfortable or
1:07:29
if I wanted to stop. No, Instead, Glaine only directed
1:07:33
me to conclude the massage session by climbing up on
1:07:36
the table to be fixated on Jeffrey, straddling him so
1:07:40
he could penetrate me. When it was all said and
1:07:42
done and over with, I was taken into the steam
1:07:45
room with just Jeffrey to get further acquainted. As Glaine
1:07:48
left the room to go get dressed, he asked me
1:07:51
to grab his feet and rub them, not saying a
1:07:53
word about what just happened, like it was all normal
1:07:56
and accepted. I listened on to him ramble about his health,
1:08:00
benefits of a sauna and the history of it, ignoring
1:08:03
the fact of the matter of his pretentiousness to grading
1:08:06
my spirit. I figured I had gone too far already.
1:08:10
What would be the point thrown in the towel now
1:08:13
after I had done exactly what these people wanted. Whilst
1:08:16
we were sweating out our body's toxins and the steam
1:08:19
was blasting my burning face, I listened to his lessons.
1:08:22
Entertaining his ego, I let him become my teacher. He
1:08:25
seemed to like that. He sounded like a very clever
1:08:28
and intelligent man, though telling me a story of how
1:08:31
he made himself an empire of billions from being a
1:08:34
middle class professor to an elite financial advisor for clientele
1:08:38
with only billions in their bank accounts, and through his
1:08:40
so called lessons, he became my mentor and I emerged
1:08:44
as his pupil, the teacher's pet. After the sauna, we
1:08:48
went to the next glass door beside us, where the
1:08:51
shower was. He turned tap outwards and stood underneath the
1:08:54
water as I stood naked and cold from the temperature difference.
1:08:58
Instead of asking me to join them under the warm stream,
1:09:01
like I thought he was going to, he handed me
1:09:03
a bar of soap and asked me to wash his
1:09:05
body from top to toe. It didn't stop there. I
1:09:09
had to massage the shampoo and condition her into his
1:09:11
scalp as well. I was bewildered that someone would ask
1:09:15
this of someone else. Wasn't it belittling enough having to
1:09:19
endure the illicit massage from beforehand, but now this. The
1:09:22
surprises kept coming that night as this was definitely not
1:09:27
how I expected my interview to turn out, but that's
1:09:30
what I had learned in my short time on this earth.
1:09:32
Life was full of disappointments. I let everyone else take
1:09:37
the power of authority from myself and use me in
1:09:40
whatever way he or she wanted, instead of standing up
1:09:43
and giving myself the respect I deserved, which in turn
1:09:46
would have helped me get through life without all of
1:09:49
the abuse I ended up copying, not given the belief
1:09:52
in myself from an early age, I suppose affected my
1:09:56
sense of control. Always letting the ones with power in
1:10:00
strength reduced my inner self to shreds until I was
1:10:03
cut so tiny in size I would be completely subdued,
1:10:06
till only their wants and needs left, ignoring mine. The
1:10:09
men I had encountered in my short experience with them
1:10:12
only repeated their inflictions, convincing me that there was no
1:10:16
running away from this sick world I lived in. Not
1:10:19
yet understanding it all came down to the choices that
1:10:22
I had made for myself. I needed some encouragement on
1:10:25
the right words to unlock my very soul. Jeffrey told
1:10:29
me the towels were on the heated rack just outside
1:10:31
the shower and asked me to get one and pat
1:10:34
him down again, putting himself first, as I sat there
1:10:38
freezing while I compliantly padded down his body with a
1:10:41
white fluffy towel until he was dried. I nearly expected
1:10:45
him to ask me to dress him as well, but
1:10:47
not surprisingly, that came later down the track too. I
1:10:52
dried myself off and wiped the makeup from under my eyes,
1:10:55
keeping quiet, not sure what to really say, and half
1:10:58
embarrassed from the entire evening events that just took place,
1:11:02
I just remained silent while we both got dressed, until
1:11:05
he brought me downstairs, where Golaine was sitting at a
1:11:08
desk holding his black leather Duffel bag. When she moved
1:11:12
from the chair to let Jeffrey sit down, she passed
1:11:14
him the bag and began to tell me that I
1:11:16
had great potential to be a massage therapist. They really
1:11:19
liked my style, and who knows where this could lead to.
1:11:23
She asked to see me again tomorrow, same time after work.
1:11:26
He opened the bag, revealing stacks of brand new hundred
1:11:28
dollars bills, separated with rubber bands to count by the thousands.
1:11:33
He grabbed one stack and took out two crisp notes,
1:11:35
placing them in my hand. He laughed that it was
1:11:38
nearly my whole week's wage at mar A Lago. Only
1:11:41
here I didn't have to degrade myself as his new
1:11:44
little toy. When I got home, my parents were anticipating
1:11:48
my arrival. I kept it simple and sweet with my folks,
1:11:51
only letting them know of the lessons about the body
1:11:54
I had received and the future prospects in massage therapy
1:11:57
that lie ahead. Nobody questioned I was working for, and
1:12:01
complimented my ability to be a hard worker. I quickly
1:12:04
got out of the conversation, afraid I might give away
1:12:07
a hint of shame in my eyes, but no one
1:12:09
caught on. I excuse myself to the bathroom to have
1:12:13
a shower, and stared into the mirror for a moment,
1:12:15
asking myself if I could really go through with this,
1:12:19
only to mentally respond by reminding myself, this would be
1:12:22
as good as it gets for a girl of my
1:12:24
stature and limitations. I scrubbed myself rigidly in the shower,
1:12:29
as if I could wash away the filthiness of the night,
1:12:32
but it didn't help. I could still feel their hands
1:12:34
in me and all over me and inside of me.
1:12:38
Trying to sleep that night was nearly impossible, too, closing
1:12:41
my eyes only to drift away to flashbacks of the
1:12:44
moment I had to give myself to. Jeffrey and Epstein
1:12:48
each replay an exploitation of my vulnerability. The next morning,
1:12:52
I awoke feeling anxious about the day ahead, trying to
1:12:55
push yesterday's memory from my thoughts. I was quiet for
1:12:59
the whole trip to work with my dad. Before we
1:13:01
got out of his car in the parking lot, he
1:13:03
asked me if everything was okay. I lied for his
1:13:06
sake of mind. My life was being transformed and I
1:13:10
didn't even know it yet, but soon enough, I would
1:13:12
be a brainwash tool, only used for the sexual pleasure
1:13:16
of others. All right, folks, we're gonna wrap up right here,
1:13:19
and in the next episode dealing with the topic, we're
1:13:21
gonna pick up where we left off. All of the
1:13:24
information that goes with this episode can be found in
1:13:27
the description box. What's up, everyone, and welcome to another
1:13:30
episode of the Epstein Chronicles. In this episode, we're gonna
1:13:34
pick up where we left off with Virginia Robert's memoir
1:13:38
The Billionaires Playboy Club, convincing myself in order to succeed,
1:13:43
I had to step up from being a girly teenager
1:13:45
and start thinking like a young woman. It would be
1:13:48
my ticket to a great career and a fortunate in life,
1:13:51
I told myself, So what if I had to bargain
1:13:54
my body to these rich old geezers. Some girls get
1:13:56
themselves through college by becoming a stripper and using their
1:14:00
bodies to pay for degrees. Others go down even worse paths.
1:14:04
I guess it was just another way to fathom the
1:14:06
road I was going down. The effectiveness of the lies
1:14:09
I forced myself to believe was working. As I continued
1:14:13
to tell myself I had to make it any way
1:14:16
I could, rather than ever letting myself sleep on the streets. Again,
1:14:20
I was trading one shocking lifestyle for another, thinking I
1:14:23
was choosing the right one. If I could go back
1:14:26
in time to ever meet myself, I would choose this
1:14:29
time in my life. I'd start with a good heard
1:14:31
smack to the head to first shake some things up
1:14:34
in there, and next I would tell that girl that
1:14:36
she could actually make it on her own if she
1:14:39
just worked hard at earning an honest wage. And built
1:14:42
her life up slowly. There's no rush or time limit
1:14:45
to ever stop reaching for achievement. Sadly enough, I probably
1:14:49
wouldn't have even believed myself anyways. Learning my life's hard
1:14:53
lessons through the experiences, I continued to suffer. I went
1:14:57
to work at mar A Lago that day, trying hard
1:14:59
not to think of what lay ahead in the afternoon
1:15:02
to come. But the later the hour got, the more
1:15:05
distinguished the nots became in my stomach. I spoke to
1:15:08
no one of the details to my explicit interview, but
1:15:13
told one girl how I was happy I was now
1:15:15
officially studying massage therapy. Another lie. My friend was surprised
1:15:21
and intrigued that these people, who could afford the best
1:15:24
of the best of therapists in the world would choose
1:15:27
an untrained fifteen year old girl to perform massage. She
1:15:31
never said it in words, but her body language told
1:15:34
me she knew exactly why they wanted to use me,
1:15:37
and it wasn't for a therapeutic reason, And deep down
1:15:40
inside I understood the rest of the afternoon slipped away quickly,
1:15:46
and before I knew it, I was standing before those
1:15:49
large wooden doors again, giving a moment's pause, but long
1:15:52
enough to draw in my breath and exhale some of
1:15:54
the anxiety before ringing the doorbell. One answered the door
1:15:58
again and told me A Calayne would be down in
1:16:00
a few moments and asked to follow him to the kitchen.
1:16:03
There was a pleasant looking young girl with blonde spirals
1:16:06
in her hair that glanced up from the mound to
1:16:09
paperwork before Her shocking blue eyes and appealing English accent
1:16:14
seemed delightful, and she introduced herself as Emmy, Golaine's personal assistant.
1:16:20
I introduced myself as Jenna, which is what most people
1:16:22
knew me as, and I told her I was on
1:16:25
an employment trial to become Jeffrey's massage therapist. She had
1:16:29
a cooie smile on her face that told me she
1:16:31
knew exactly what I was on trial for, and something
1:16:34
in my gut told me this wasn't the first time
1:16:36
a young girl had been trialed for the same position
1:16:39
I was about to fill. We were only chatting for
1:16:42
a moment before Gulayne appeared and told me Jeffrey was
1:16:45
ready for his massage. I was led through the extensively
1:16:48
large house to the winding staircase that would lead me
1:16:51
up to the same dreaded room where I would have
1:16:53
to reenact last night's performance. I wasn't far away from wrong.
1:16:58
I gave Jeffrey a massag with Glene leading the way again.
1:17:02
This time, we surprisingly made it to the front of
1:17:04
his body, and she continued to show me how to
1:17:07
massage all the way up to his stomach, pushing my
1:17:10
hands in a spiraling clockwise circle motion to not disrupt
1:17:13
the bowels, and then we came up to his chest.
1:17:17
He couldn't dare contain himself for one second longer, telling
1:17:20
me to put my lips on his nipples and give
1:17:22
them a kiss. Jeffrey moaned in pleasure, and Glaine started
1:17:25
to undress me from behind. Within moments, I was completely
1:17:29
naked and Golayne had her top off. She was cressing
1:17:33
my body with her hands while Jeffrey moved his hands
1:17:36
down to stroke his loins while he watched her and
1:17:39
I kiss and touch each other. I didn't know if
1:17:42
she was doing this for the sake of his eye candy,
1:17:44
but she sure did act like she loved having the
1:17:47
control over me, telling me what to do throughout the
1:17:49
entire threesome. Jeffrey's climax was always the end of our sessions,
1:17:54
and this time he wanted to have me make a
1:17:56
morgasm orally. Afterwards, we went for the Ritualist sixteen room,
1:18:00
this time with Glainne joining in with us for a conversation.
1:18:04
She asked me to massage your feet this time while
1:18:07
we were in the steam room, showing me that Jeffrey
1:18:09
wasn't the only one I had to take care of.
1:18:12
We all had a shower next, and then we all
1:18:15
went downstairs to pay me and have Juan drop me
1:18:17
off back home. The following afternoon, I received a call
1:18:21
at work. Surprisingly, it was Glaine asking me to come
1:18:24
over when I got off of work. Again, the compliance
1:18:27
side of me took over, and I told her I
1:18:29
look forward to meeting with them today instead of telling
1:18:32
her to go screw herself for lying to me and
1:18:34
making me degrade myself more each time I saw them.
1:18:38
I finished work for the day and my dad brought
1:18:40
me over to Albrioway again where the vultures were patiently
1:18:45
waiting in their lair. He wished me well as I
1:18:48
hopped off of his big truck, looking ever so much
1:18:51
like his little girl again. I gave him a smile
1:18:55
and a wave as he drove down the long driveway,
1:18:58
waiting for him to suddenly turn back and not leave
1:19:00
me alone to my task. I shook myself out of
1:19:04
my calamity and put on my big girl's face. Juan
1:19:07
brought me into the kitchen again and I waited for Golaine.
1:19:11
He offered me a cold drink and some fruit on
1:19:12
a platter. I accepted and was grateful for the rejuvenation
1:19:16
before I went to work again. It wasn't long before
1:19:19
Golaine approached me from behind with a cold, intense look
1:19:22
in the eye. I jumped from my seat, feeling like
1:19:25
maybe I shouldn't have been eating and drinking while on
1:19:28
the job, as her demeanor seemed annoyed and temperamental. In
1:19:32
the second that she appeared, she told me I would
1:19:35
be on my own today and she had business to
1:19:36
attend to, so make sure I remembered what she taught
1:19:39
me as my child depended on it. Chapter five. I
1:19:45
walked up the stairs by myself, this time taking in
1:19:48
more of the decor noticing the more I looked around,
1:19:50
the more I noticed a different girl and each photograph
1:19:53
in his collection of half nude and topless girls on
1:19:56
display around his mansion. I couldn't believe how many girls
1:19:59
there were. It's not like Jeffrey was much to look at.
1:20:03
He was an aging man in his early fifties, with
1:20:05
shiny gray hair and characteristic lines drawn down his face,
1:20:09
as if he had seen harder days, with no prospects
1:20:13
of ever settling down or having a family of his own.
1:20:15
Jeffrey treated us girls like a piece of clothing he
1:20:19
could try on for the day and get rid of
1:20:21
the next. So why were there so many girls in
1:20:24
these photos? I wondered to myself if I would end
1:20:27
up one of these girls among his collection of forgotten
1:20:30
relationships and broken promises. I continued to make my way
1:20:35
up the stairs, and as if all my senses were
1:20:38
heightened from my bare nerves being exposed. I could smell
1:20:40
the cleaning detergents recently used by the housekeepers, and my
1:20:44
observations of shade of lighting through the concealed blinds as
1:20:48
I entered Jeffrey's bedroom appeared golden, and the sound of stillness,
1:20:51
except for the thud of my rapid heart beating, all
1:20:55
made me more aware of how nervous I was to
1:20:57
be on my own, not that Glaine was anything a comfort,
1:21:00
but I didn't know what to expect or how I
1:21:03
was going to lead myself end upholding my obligation in
1:21:06
pleasing him. I would hope for the best, I thought,
1:21:09
trying to uplift my confidence. As I opened the door
1:21:12
to the massage room with a typical scene of Jeffrey
1:21:15
laying naked, face down in the massage bed waiting for
1:21:18
his entertainment. It was dejah vous all over again, repeating
1:21:23
what Glen had taught me, with him commenting on what
1:21:26
else I should be doing. Until it got to the end,
1:21:29
I was expected to grant him all of his spoken desires.
1:21:33
We finished up with the shower again and he seemed
1:21:35
very pleased in my contribution of myself to him, giving
1:21:39
in to his every request. He told me to go
1:21:42
ask Juan to pay me, as he was lethargic after
1:21:45
the massage an intimate affair between us, and now was
1:21:48
going to have sleep. I walked back downstairs and told
1:21:51
Juan that Jeffrey was asleep and said I had to
1:21:54
ask him for my pay. He went to Jeffrey's desk
1:21:57
and took out the exact amount I was owed without
1:21:59
even asking, asking how much I normally get paid. He
1:22:02
then drove me home, only for me to be back
1:22:05
the next afternoon. The following week was a daily routine,
1:22:09
providing Jeffrey with massages and continuously being groomed to fulfill
1:22:13
all his needs, often joined by Miss Maxwell, and to
1:22:16
assist an Emmy for sexual trysts of all kinds. I
1:22:19
was mentally and physically exhausted from the week of working
1:22:22
and having to keep up with Jeffrey's strenuous late night activity.
1:22:26
I couldn't believe what I was doing, but it was
1:22:29
all starting to sink in fast. Most nights, when I
1:22:31
got home, I'd briefly say hi to Mom and Dad
1:22:34
before heading straight to my bedroom. I couldn't even sleep
1:22:37
well anymore. Closing my eyes at night, I would fight
1:22:40
the inevitable flood of thoughts, replaying the moments of shame
1:22:43
that ate away myself piece by piece. My only reasoning
1:22:47
being I had just to keep telling myself it would
1:22:50
all be worth it in the end. This afternoon, Golayne
1:22:54
appeared to be in a much better mood. Instead of
1:22:56
taking me straight up to Jeffrey, she took me to
1:22:59
a yellow guest room where Emmy mostly stayed. It had
1:23:02
a balcony where Emmy was already outside, reading a magazine
1:23:05
and puffing on a cigarette. Colaine lit one up two
1:23:08
and then offered me one. I hadn't smoked cigarettes much
1:23:11
before besides trying to look cool in front of one
1:23:13
of my friends, but never really took to them. So
1:23:16
when I started to cough from the inholation of smoke,
1:23:20
the girls began to laugh and joke about my inexperience.
1:23:23
It was an icebreaker for all of us to laugh
1:23:25
and poke fun at me. I was then able to
1:23:28
give it back to them, saying I would rather be
1:23:30
an inexperienced non smoker than an old lady with a
1:23:33
raspy smoker's cough. I don't think Colaine was used to
1:23:36
somebody giving it back to her, but she seemed to
1:23:38
like it as long as she was able to have
1:23:41
the last say. I knew my boundaries, and she liked
1:23:45
that I wouldn't cross those invisible lines. All three of
1:23:48
us chatted like friends, and it started to feel like
1:23:52
some kind of strange relationship was budding. After about fifteen
1:23:56
minutes of chatting away, Golaine instructed me to wash my
1:23:59
hands thoroughly, as Jeffrey hated the smell of smokers, and
1:24:02
to follow her down the hallway to the massage room,
1:24:05
where he'll be expecting me shortly. I did what he
1:24:08
asked and sprayed myself with the body spray that I
1:24:10
always carried in my purse, and headed down the hallway
1:24:13
to Jeffrey's room. When I opened the door to the
1:24:16
massage room, surprisingly it was empty. I sat on the
1:24:19
already made up massage table and was careful not to
1:24:22
mess up the neatly folded towels on the end of
1:24:24
the bed. It was a good fifteen more minutes before
1:24:28
Jeffrey made his appearance. It was strange seeing him in
1:24:31
clothes for the first time. He wasn't wearing what you
1:24:33
would expect your typical billionaire attire to be. He was
1:24:36
wearing a pair of sweatpants and a Harvard sweatshirt, which
1:24:39
it began to remove immediately. This time, he wanted to
1:24:42
commence our session in the steam room, so I began
1:24:46
to undress as well. We went into the steam room
1:24:48
and he pushed a few buttons and the steam began
1:24:51
to pour from the marble. There was a bench coming
1:24:54
out of the wall that also was made out of
1:24:57
marble that went from either side of the room, and
1:25:00
he had a step underneath it where I was instructed
1:25:02
to sit on so that I could begin in and
1:25:03
giving Jeffrey his massage. Our conversation started off about simple
1:25:07
things like how was your day at work? And I
1:25:10
asked Jeffrey how his day was. Lounging around just being
1:25:13
poliged to each other. He was acting out of character,
1:25:16
being a lot more attentive and conversing with me about
1:25:19
other things than sex or massages. For once, starting with
1:25:22
his heels, ankles, toes, and arches in the soles of
1:25:26
his feet, I massaged all the way up to his calves.
1:25:29
I took a lot more strength to massage in the
1:25:31
steam room without oils or lotions and the constant blowing
1:25:34
of steam in your face, making me twice as exerted.
1:25:37
I was beginning to really start to heat up when
1:25:40
the door to the room suddenly opened to reveal two
1:25:42
naked women, Glen and Emmy. Acted as if they came
1:25:46
in to join us for a steam bath, but my
1:25:48
instincts were telling me otherwise. At least the coal burst
1:25:52
of air and escape of steam revived me a bit,
1:25:56
so there was Jeffrey and Glane sitting on top of
1:25:58
this marble bench, each with the young girl at their feet.
1:26:01
Emmy and I continued with the massage until they were
1:26:04
ready to head into the shower. There were two shower
1:26:07
heads that Gleain and Jeffrey both stood under while they
1:26:10
were being lathered with soap and bubbles as we washed
1:26:13
their bodies. After the shower at Golaine led us into
1:26:17
Jeffrey's bed to finish today's session, with Emmy, Golaine and
1:26:20
I performing lesbian axe aforeplay on each other while Jeffrey
1:26:24
laid back and watched, stroking his manhood in much delight.
1:26:28
He brought himself the climax and the session was over
1:26:31
within moments. We all got dressed and went downstairs to
1:26:34
the kitchen for some refreshments, like nothing happened at all.
1:26:38
It was all so bizarre for me, the whole ordeal
1:26:40
with them. Since this all began, I could understand why
1:26:43
Golein and Jeffrey had such an openly intimate relationship but
1:26:47
yet never regarded themselves as partners. They rarely kissed and
1:26:51
never held hands or slept in the same bed. It
1:26:54
was more like a sexual arrangement between the two of them.
1:26:57
She brings in the girls for its peculiar taste, and
1:27:00
he supplies the lavish lifestyle she was accustomed to before
1:27:03
her family lost all of the fortune. I wasn't sure
1:27:06
how to act or feel, always obliging to their needs,
1:27:10
but reserved enough not to get attached, as if this
1:27:13
was invisible hierarchy, and by instinct I knew my place.
1:27:17
We all hung out in the kitchen for a while
1:27:19
before I asked when Wan could bring me home as
1:27:22
I had to work in the morning and was tired.
1:27:24
They said no problem and called one on the intercom
1:27:27
right away, but said we'd all have something to talk
1:27:29
about tomorrow. I knew it had something to do with
1:27:32
my employment trial, and from there and the way they
1:27:35
were acting tonight, I could only assume I got the job.
1:27:38
But you never know. With these types of people. There
1:27:42
are friendships and partnerships can change like the weather. All right, folks,
1:27:47
that's going to do it for this episode. In the
1:27:49
next episode, dealing with the topic, we're gonna pick up
1:27:51
where we left off. All of the information that goes
1:27:54
with this episode can be found in the description box.
1:27:57
What's up Everyone, and welcome to another episode of the
1:28:00
Epstein Chronicles. In this episode, we're picking up where we
1:28:04
left off with Virginia Roberts memoir The Billionaire's Playboy Club.
1:28:10
I went home that night, still confused on how I
1:28:12
could let myself sink so low. I had to put
1:28:15
on an act like I enjoyed submitting my body and
1:28:18
being their new subservient plaything, all for the fact I
1:28:21
was making anywhere between two hundred and four hundred dollars
1:28:24
just for a couple of hours. Then spent the rest
1:28:26
of the night regressing on the entire event in my
1:28:30
head over and over again. I battled those thoughts with
1:28:33
the hope that I was receiving a profession out of
1:28:36
this and making good money. In the meantime, all I
1:28:39
had to do was keep lying to myself long enough
1:28:41
until I eventually believed it. Arriving at Jeffreys on time
1:28:45
the next afternoon, as I always did, understanding punctuality was
1:28:49
a sign of respect, and I wanted them to feel
1:28:52
as if they had my deepest appreciation for the once
1:28:55
in a lifetime chance they had given to a girl
1:28:58
of my history. This time, when Juan answered the door,
1:29:02
he told me mister Epstein and miss Maxwell were waiting
1:29:04
for me upstairs in the massage room. I began the
1:29:07
hike up the familiar spiraling staircase and through the room
1:29:11
where my arrival was being deeply anticipated. They were already
1:29:15
in the steam room, oh waiting me to join them.
1:29:18
I undressed out of my uniform and folded them in
1:29:20
a neat pile, which I placed upon the marble basin,
1:29:24
having one last look in the mirror before I exhaling
1:29:27
a deep breath, as if I was plunging into deep water.
1:29:31
I knew today was a big day. I either accepted
1:29:34
their offer and trade my morals for opportunity, or I
1:29:37
walk away with the prospect of one day, many years
1:29:40
from now, trying to make it on my own, which
1:29:43
I knew endowed hardships of their own. So confused about
1:29:47
what decision to make, I just opened the door to
1:29:50
the steam room and I let them do the talking.
1:29:53
Used to the routine by now, I sat below Jeffrey
1:29:55
and began to massage his feet and legs, and I
1:29:58
listened in on their ongoing conversation about travel plans for
1:30:01
the next few weeks. Glenn and Jeffrey turned their attention
1:30:04
to me and asked me how I would like to
1:30:06
go see the big city of Manhattan. I told them
1:30:08
I had never visited New York before and it sounded
1:30:11
like an adventure, but my job at mar A Lago
1:30:14
was only a summer job and I wouldn't be able
1:30:16
to get the time off, especially that summer was so
1:30:19
busy anyway, Jeffrey then made his announcement that I should
1:30:22
just quit my job at mar A Lago and become
1:30:25
his permanent traveling massuse. He then further persuaded me with
1:30:29
all the luxuries that came along with my acceptance. Rather
1:30:32
than being paid nine dollars an hour at my current job,
1:30:35
I could be earning two hundred dollars per massage, which
1:30:38
even said could be a few times per day. Tomorrow,
1:30:42
we could leave Palm Beach together in his private jet,
1:30:45
first heading to his residence in the Upper East Side
1:30:47
of Manhattan, also the largest mansion in New York, and
1:30:51
would be offsetting to the Caribbean, where he owned a
1:30:54
secluded island called Little Saint James for a little bit
1:30:57
of relaxation. The temptation of his grandeur offer wasn't hard
1:31:01
to give into. My vulnerability to be lured into his
1:31:04
grasp seemed comforting at the time. The idea that females
1:31:08
were nothing more than an empty shell of beauty bound
1:31:11
by only a body to offer was a notion I
1:31:13
had accepted a long time ago, well my first teacher Ron.
1:31:17
My reaction had to be more than amusing for their egos.
1:31:20
Even though I was excited to be traveling, I could
1:31:23
have only imagined the likeness of having to be at
1:31:25
their beckon and call as well. In my head, I
1:31:28
just told myself, we all do what we have to
1:31:30
do in our lives to succeed, no matter what it takes,
1:31:33
and with no one knowing the truth, I had no
1:31:36
one to talk me out of it. I accepted his
1:31:38
offer and knew from here on out I would be
1:31:41
a servant to his sexual desires until one day I
1:31:44
would gain my credentials, and only then could I go
1:31:47
out on my own and make it in this world
1:31:49
that was so young and seemed so unconquerable. The night
1:31:54
advanced into the usual grooming of his requirements for the
1:31:57
next hour and a half, being exploited to seify Jeffrey's
1:32:01
every sexual whim My mom cornered me that night, before
1:32:04
I had a chance to avoid speaking to anyone heading
1:32:07
to the shower than my bedroom like I had been
1:32:10
the last week, she knocked at my door with a
1:32:12
hostile look in her eye. Virginia, what exactly does an
1:32:15
older couple want with a fifteen year old girl who
1:32:18
has no credentials, with no experience in massage therapy? She
1:32:23
used that stern voice that she's always had when I
1:32:26
was in trouble. Thus, as impressionable as I was, my
1:32:29
blue eyes batted their innocence in her direction, and I
1:32:32
flashed her a girlish grin, selling her the pitch that
1:32:36
I had been given earlier in that night, not mentioning
1:32:39
the other side to the glamorous lifestyle I would soon
1:32:41
be living in. I told her about the money I'd
1:32:44
be earning, the places I'd be seeing, the people I
1:32:47
could meet, and most of all, the trade I'd be learning.
1:32:50
It all sounded so good, except it was a bunch
1:32:53
of lies. I had to tell her and myself to
1:32:56
otherwise convince us that this was a once in a
1:32:58
lifetime opportunity and I had to take it. She asked
1:33:02
when all of this would start, and I was shocking
1:33:06
as it was to me. I told her I had
1:33:08
to start packing. We're leaving the next morning to New York.
1:33:12
At fifteen, most girls would be sucking up to their
1:33:15
parents to go to high school dance or to go
1:33:17
on a date to the movies with a nervous chap.
1:33:19
But I wasn't even asking her. I was simply letting
1:33:22
her know that I would be away for the next
1:33:24
couple of weeks, maybe three, and I would be in
1:33:27
contact when I got free time. Her daughter was lost
1:33:31
a long time ago, and she just now realized it.
1:33:34
Backing out of the bathroom with nothing she could say,
1:33:37
she left me wondering to myself who I was becoming.
1:33:41
Instead of driving me to work. The next morning, my
1:33:43
dad dropped me off at Jeffrey's mansion. He told me
1:33:46
not to worry about calling mar A Lago, that he
1:33:49
take care of it for me. We said our goodbyes
1:33:53
outside of the driveway, Jeffrey even coming outside to me
1:33:56
with my father to shake his hand and to assure
1:33:58
him his daughter will be more and looked after. I
1:34:01
hugged my dad tightly, feeling like I was on the
1:34:04
verge of a Steve cliff. Then he let go, so
1:34:07
did the last of my innocence, wand drove Jeffrey, goln
1:34:10
and I to Palm Beach private airport, and the luggage
1:34:14
handlers escorted us all onto the tarmac, where we all
1:34:17
boarded on Jeffrey's black jet. Larry was his main pilot.
1:34:22
He had shiny gray hair and long, lanky legs, but
1:34:25
a very sincere smile that instantly made me feel at ease.
1:34:29
He greeted us at the staircase that led into the
1:34:32
main cabin. It was as lavish as I imagined it
1:34:36
would be. The seats were enveloped in the finest beige
1:34:39
leather with a polish wood grain finish, and there was
1:34:42
a kitchen in the back with an adjoining toilet. Jeffrey
1:34:46
saw the amazement in my eyes, and to make it
1:34:48
more thrilling, he brought me up to the cockpit and
1:34:51
let me watch with a bird's eye view of the takeoff.
1:34:54
I was on a natural high when I came back
1:34:56
to the cabin and was instantly brought back down to
1:34:59
Jeffjeffrey where he arrested his bare feet on top of
1:35:02
the reclined seat and instructed me to get to work
1:35:05
and start massaging him. My future was in his hands now,
1:35:09
so he wanted something I wouldn't hesitate in giving it
1:35:12
to him. Chapter six. Upon our arrival in New Jersey's airstrip,
1:35:18
the driver Jojo met us. His name was most likely
1:35:21
shortened from something of his Oriental descent. Jeffrey liked to
1:35:25
shorten the names of even his multicultural staff in two
1:35:30
American names. Even Juan and Maria were known as John
1:35:33
and Mary. We arrived in the Upper East Side of Manhattan.
1:35:37
His principal place of residence was the largest home in Manhattan,
1:35:40
eight stories of opulence. It used to be a private
1:35:43
school for boys many years ago until Les Wexner, Jeffrey's
1:35:47
best friend and mentor, built it for him as a
1:35:50
mysterious gift. There were two large Chinese gargoyles outside the entrance,
1:35:55
and besides the heavy looking wooden doors, there was an
1:35:58
intercom with a camera overlooking us. I walked up the
1:36:01
concrete steps into a realm of wealth, glamour, and most
1:36:04
of all, influence. My eyes glistened at the splendor of
1:36:08
the place. Caramel colored marble tiles spread throughout the first floor,
1:36:13
where his gourmet kitchen and dining hall were also located.
1:36:17
Then I came to a sweeping staircase that curved into
1:36:20
the next level, where Jeffrey and I went into his office.
1:36:25
Even though it looked more like a museum exhibit, ancient
1:36:28
draperies that told lascivious stories of their own covered parts
1:36:32
of the elevated walls, and the remaining wall spaces were
1:36:35
taken up by rows on top of rows of books.
1:36:38
He loved to read, as he often found it hard
1:36:40
to sleep and was comforted in the early morning hours
1:36:44
with literature, or sometimes in other ways. I would come
1:36:47
to find out. There was a mantelpiece and a sofa
1:36:50
with two armchairs next to the grand piano that flaunted
1:36:53
more of Jeffrey's beautiful conquests, young women posing insulacious pictures,
1:36:58
suggesting I could be easily replaced next to one of
1:37:01
those girls if I failed in keeping him satisfied. There
1:37:04
were also pictures with recognizable political and royal figures, either
1:37:08
shaking Jeffrey's hand or with an arm around each other,
1:37:11
even one with Jeffrey with the Dali Lama. Although his
1:37:15
church was the bank, he liked to use his power,
1:37:18
wealth and money to manipulate everyone in his life. He
1:37:21
made a phone call that sounded business like, and I
1:37:24
didn't mind. I was quite enjoying taking it all in
1:37:27
and the beauty around me. I was blinded by all
1:37:30
of it. I was still waiting for him when Glene
1:37:32
came in. She asked me what I thought of my
1:37:34
trip to New York City. I knew she was talking
1:37:37
about the house. She loved to gloat, even though none
1:37:39
of it actually belonged to her. She wanted everyone to
1:37:42
believe that it did. I complimented her on the medieval
1:37:46
looking tapestries and a few other adornments, when she cut
1:37:50
me off mid sentence to compliment it herself, telling me
1:37:53
the history about one of the seventeenth century tapestries, which
1:37:56
to an unsophisticated eye, looked to me like a rug
1:37:59
on the way. Jeffrey hung up the phone and walked
1:38:02
over to the sofa where we were sitting next to
1:38:05
the mantelpiece, and took a seat on one of the armchairs.
1:38:09
He didn't seem worried from the phone call, but his
1:38:11
mind was definitely somewhere else from the hard look on
1:38:14
his face. We all spoke for a few moments more
1:38:17
about the splendid decor before Jeffrey had enough small talk
1:38:22
and needed some of his own relaxation time. He told
1:38:25
Golaine he was going to show me the massage room,
1:38:27
and he took me back and he'd be back in
1:38:29
a couple of hours. She agreed, he looked like he
1:38:32
could use some time to unwind, and with a rye
1:38:35
grin of hers she gave me a look that told
1:38:37
me precisely how he was expecting to be relaxed. We
1:38:41
left his office all together, Golayne going downstairs and Jeffrey
1:38:45
showing me the lifts. The lift looked like its original
1:38:48
that came with the school. It was made out of
1:38:50
brass antique with archaa cuts throughout the arches at the top.
1:38:55
It wasn't the only lift in the house, but certainly
1:38:57
the most beautiful. We walked down a long hall carpeted
1:39:00
in a royal red and golden trim, passing by a
1:39:03
bronze pagan statue of the horny little goat God Pan
1:39:07
How adequate I thought fit Jeffrey to a tea. We
1:39:11
walked into his dimly lit room, another daunting chamber that
1:39:15
looked like we had stepped back into time, to the
1:39:17
dark ages. It took a second from my eyes to
1:39:20
adjust to the darkness, and Jeffrey beckoned me to follow
1:39:23
him through the room to the open adjoined shower, toilet
1:39:27
and steam room. The room was in a black marble
1:39:30
to accent the dreariness, and smaller than the one in
1:39:33
Palm Beach, but it had its own witchery feel to it,
1:39:37
another unseen side to this man I was coming to know.
1:39:41
We both undressed and I followed Jeffrey into the steamroom. First.
1:39:44
He loved feeling clean, teaching me that the steam would
1:39:47
deplete the toxins from your skin, which was great during
1:39:50
a massage when your blood flow was being replenished. I
1:39:53
grabbed his foot out of instinct, knowing I had to
1:39:57
be constantly on alert to keep this man satisfied. He
1:40:00
looked down at me with a nod and reclimbed back
1:40:03
against the wall as steam poured in. This was his
1:40:06
idea of alleviation. I worked up to his calves, and
1:40:10
within a few more moments he said he was ready
1:40:12
for his massage on the bed. We got out and
1:40:15
towel dried off, both still nude. He asked me to
1:40:18
stay undressed and we headed to the massage bed in
1:40:21
the middle of the room. He lay down on the
1:40:23
bed and told me to turn on the CD player
1:40:25
on the wall hutch where all of the oils and
1:40:27
motions were set out. I had play and a collection
1:40:30
of mixed classical symphonies began to fill in the silence.
1:40:34
I could tell he wasn't in one of the moods
1:40:36
to be uplifted with idle chat, so I remained silent,
1:40:39
letting him enjoy my slow movements making my way up
1:40:42
his body. My instincts told me I was right about
1:40:45
his mood, as he seemed to appreciate the quietness of
1:40:48
moments and the leisurely of the strokes I was using
1:40:52
to massage em. When I got to his scalp, he
1:40:54
turned over and grabbed my hand and put it on
1:40:57
his erect manhood. No words spoken, yet I took the
1:41:00
gesture and initiated what I had been taught over the
1:41:03
last week. While pleasing my master, his hands groped over
1:41:06
my young flesh, penetrating my insides with his fingers. He
1:41:10
was only concerned with what he wanted, as if I
1:41:13
was a new car out for a test drive and
1:41:15
he was pressing his new gadgets His soft moans were
1:41:19
soon brought to a louder heave of breath, and my
1:41:22
job was done. No one to make kisses, no sweet
1:41:25
pillow talk. He showed his appreciation with money, never attachment.
1:41:29
We concluded with a shower, and he told me he
1:41:31
had some business to conduct. He walked me to the
1:41:34
lift and told me go to the next level in.
1:41:36
My room was the first one on the right. It
1:41:39
had an intercom in which I could contact him or
1:41:41
he can contact me when needed. I hit number five
1:41:44
on the lift and took his direction to my room.
1:41:47
I opened the door to this massive loft, the size
1:41:50
of an adequate house. I walked down the hall and
1:41:53
my eyes took in the magnificence of my surroundings. It
1:41:56
was a room fit for royalty, and later I would
1:41:59
find out it had been stayed in by some The
1:42:02
room was trimmed in gold paint and had another eerie
1:42:06
tapestry on the main walls as a feature. There was
1:42:08
a TV and a huge, king sized bed with goose
1:42:12
feathered comforter and pillows. All of the glitter from Jeffrey's
1:42:16
lifestyle he was offering me finally covered the last bit
1:42:19
of sight I had left and I let go on
1:42:21
my consciousness, excited about my enthralling day, not having anyone
1:42:25
around to act reserved, I jumped into the soft bed
1:42:29
and lay looking around, thinking about how quick life could
1:42:32
change based upon one swift decision. Gazing into the artistry,
1:42:37
the intercom buzzed on the telephone next to the bed,
1:42:39
and it was the housemaid, letting me know Jeffrey wanted
1:42:42
to see me in his office. Now already, I thought
1:42:45
to myself, I was just getting settled in. I was
1:42:47
worried I was going to get lost in this ancient museum,
1:42:50
but I got myself back to his office with no trouble.
1:42:53
It was kind of hard to miss. I knocked at
1:42:55
the slightly jar door and Jeffrey called for me to enter.
1:42:59
I walked over to his desk where he was just
1:43:01
ending a phone call, and he opened his duffel bag
1:43:03
full of money. I'll be at my other office for
1:43:06
most of the day, so instead of being locked inside,
1:43:09
I thought, you should go do some sight seeing for
1:43:10
the day, since it's your first trip to the Big Apple.
1:43:13
He didn't count how much he was giving me. He
1:43:16
just handed me a bundle out of the banded one
1:43:18
hundred dollars bills. He knew just how to pull the
1:43:20
right strings, making me squool in delight and give him
1:43:23
a kiss on the cheek. Since we were never really
1:43:25
emotionally intimate, it would be odd to act in any
1:43:28
other way, but he seemed to like it. All right.
1:43:31
We're gonna wrap up right here. In the next episode,
1:43:34
We're gonna pick up where we left off. All of
1:43:36
the information that goes with this episode can be found
1:43:39
in the description box. What's up, everyone, and welcome to
1:43:42
another episode of the Epstein Chronicles. In this episode, we're
1:43:46
picking up where we left off with the Virginia Roberts
1:43:49
memoir The Billionaire's Playboy Club. I ran upstairs to get
1:43:53
dressed for a city shopping and put my makeup on,
1:43:56
then hit the streets of NYC looking for a place
1:43:58
to start spending this little to cash. When I got
1:44:01
to the end of seventy second Street on Fifth Avenue,
1:44:04
I had no idea which way to turn left or right.
1:44:07
I thought I'd just followed the lights past Central Park
1:44:10
and see local sites on my way. My eyes were
1:44:12
once again peeled back in splendor. I had never imagined
1:44:16
the place so busy with the hustle and bustle of
1:44:18
all the walks of life. My first stop was to
1:44:21
buy a disposable camera, and I was off taking photos
1:44:25
of every wonder that caught my attention. I didn't do
1:44:28
much shopping as I had planned to. I was having
1:44:30
too much fun exploring the Metropolitan. When it started to
1:44:35
hit dusk, I began walking back to Jeffries, but not
1:44:37
before stopping off to enjoy a giant slice of pepperoni pizza.
1:44:41
It was the best I had ever had, and considering
1:44:43
I was going back to Jeffreys chickpea and tofu salad
1:44:46
or such, I really hated the healthy cuisine served by
1:44:50
Jeffreys' personal chef. I was a naturally skinny girl, never
1:44:54
watching what I had to eat, and to eat that food,
1:44:57
I might as well have chewed on hey. I strolled
1:45:00
back to Jeffreys and was missed. Gallaine scolded me, you
1:45:03
should have been gone so long, young lady. We needed
1:45:05
to know where you are at all times you were
1:45:08
on call for Jeffrey. I started to apologize, feeling guilty.
1:45:12
I didn't want them to think I didn't take my
1:45:13
job with them seriously. She cut off my explanation with
1:45:17
a short conclusion to this conversation, we will get you
1:45:20
a cell phone tomorrow so we can always find you.
1:45:23
I thanked her for a generosity, and she dismissed me
1:45:27
to my room, so I wasn't even needed after all.
1:45:30
It was just a way for her to place me
1:45:32
deeper in their control. The next few days, I was
1:45:35
on call, as Glaine said, I'd be venturing out of
1:45:38
the city for only an hour or so at a time.
1:45:41
I looked most forward to my outings. I would return
1:45:44
to Jeffrey's mansion to attend to his sexual desires, and
1:45:48
when he was finished with me, I'd be off on
1:45:50
my adventures. On the day before we were to be
1:45:53
heading back to Palm Beach, Jeffrey had a new proposition
1:45:56
for me. I can make double the money I was
1:45:59
making if I I would look for pretty girls and
1:46:01
convince them to come back to Jeffreys to be further
1:46:03
persuaded with money to engage and bisexual and sexual acts
1:46:07
with Jeffrey and I. I asked him, how does one
1:46:09
actually propose to do such a thing to a complete stranger. Well,
1:46:14
he said, in a build up to another kind of lesson.
1:46:17
If I were you, I would use your charm to
1:46:19
entice them, and my money to bring them. I would
1:46:21
tell them, you work for a multi billionaire who has
1:46:23
a taste for young, beautiful girls, and with his contacts
1:46:26
in the acting, modeling or rich husband world, your boss
1:46:30
could help them. All they have to do is come
1:46:32
and meet me first. If I wasn't so naive at
1:46:35
the time, I would have seen what exactly he was
1:46:38
doing with me. My prospects were massage credentials, but with
1:46:42
too much pain for my past, I could only have hope.
1:46:45
Not that I was a shy girl, but picking up
1:46:47
girls for one reason alone, only to be endorsed for
1:46:50
her body didn't sound like something I could do. But
1:46:53
not wanting to displease my master, I told him I
1:46:56
would give it a go. You could tell he was
1:46:58
instantly excited. With my agree He started to reveal the
1:47:02
politics of what kind of girls he was looking for.
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He wasn't into multicultural girls, a very chauvinistic perception. He
1:47:10
said he had to be uniquely gorgeous to be accepted
1:47:13
by him, but definitely no African American girls. He was
1:47:16
racist against anything different to his kind, A very narrow
1:47:20
minded way of thinking for such a supposed brilliant man.
1:47:23
The list one on and on. No girls with tattoos
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or piercings, or gothics, or drug users or prostitutes. Basically,
1:47:32
he wanted everyone's daughter that looked like the girl next
1:47:35
door with blue eyes and blonde, curly ringlets. I just
1:47:38
nodded and smiled, wanting this to be over and move
1:47:42
on to another conversation, but so worked up from the
1:47:44
previous talk. Instead, he persisted to show me what exactly
1:47:48
I was good for to him. He took me up
1:47:51
to the highest loft in his large mansion and he
1:47:54
lay down on his large bed, expecting me to know
1:47:57
exactly what he wanted done as alway as I can applied.
1:48:01
Part of me hating him for having to degrade myself
1:48:04
to be so subservient to his sexual whims, and another
1:48:07
part of me telling myself to be grateful for the
1:48:10
opportunities I was being given. The battles in my head
1:48:13
were beginning to cause me too much anxiety. When we
1:48:16
got back to Palm Beach, I asked my mom to
1:48:18
take me to a doctor's appointment for some headaches that
1:48:21
I'd been getting lately, so she wouldn't question me. I
1:48:24
walked out of the doctor's office with a prescription of
1:48:27
mine altering anxiety tablet called Xanax. Not only did it
1:48:31
help with anxiety, but it also acted as a blanket
1:48:34
over terrible memories. So when I had to perform degrading acts,
1:48:38
I would take a few pills and forget what happened
1:48:41
within the next hour and be able to become someone
1:48:44
without a battling conscience. I spent my sweet sixteenth birthday
1:48:48
on his island in the Caribbean, next to Saint James.
1:48:51
He liked to call it Little Saint Jeff's. His ego
1:48:53
was as as enormous as his appetite for fornicating. I
1:48:57
was given birthday cake and a new collection of design
1:49:00
her makeup from London. Glaanne made a joke after I
1:49:02
blew out my array of candles and said I'd soon
1:49:05
be getting too old for Jeffrey's taste and soon they'd
1:49:08
after trade me in. She was only half joking in
1:49:11
a sad reality, though. A few days after my birthday,
1:49:15
a girl was flying out to the island to join
1:49:17
us for a few days before flying back to NYC.
1:49:20
I was introduced to a pretty girl a few years
1:49:23
my senior name Sarah. She had long, ash blonde hair,
1:49:27
and big brown eyes that hinted she had a cheeky nature.
1:49:31
She had known Jeffrey before I had, and he was
1:49:34
supposedly trying to help her getting acting jobs in LA.
1:49:37
She was obviously accustomed to the lifestyle he provided her,
1:49:41
making it ever so apparent with her prompt attention she
1:49:44
lavished on him. She would do things like strip nude
1:49:47
and bathe around the swimming pool, taunting them for sex.
1:49:50
She was good at what she did, even putting me
1:49:53
at ease with her cool persona and funny jokes. Jeffrey
1:49:56
told me privately that she was one of his best,
1:49:59
procuring young girls into her entrapment and delivering them to
1:50:03
him when he was in town. And when it came
1:50:06
to time in private chambers with Jeffrey, her and I,
1:50:09
it wasn't hard to comprehend. She was devoted to the moment,
1:50:12
giving Jeffrey every imaginable lustful desire he could fathom. On
1:50:16
the last night there, we all took a trip over
1:50:19
to Saint James to go for a stroll. Ought I
1:50:21
thought it was past seven pm, and Jeffrey rarely stayed
1:50:25
out past then unless it was some event or dinner party.
1:50:29
While Glenn and him looked the average couple strolling arm
1:50:32
in arm through the streets, he said to Sarah and I,
1:50:34
why don't you two hit the night club here and
1:50:36
see if there is anyone interesting to bring back for
1:50:38
the evening. It was more of an order than a request,
1:50:41
and I knew why we came out tonight and why
1:50:44
Sarah was invited. Tonight was all about training, and Sarah
1:50:48
was going to show me the ropes and picking up girls.
1:50:51
Although there was no one too accustomed to Jeffrey's distinct
1:50:54
taste to bring back, watching Sarah flirt from girl to
1:50:57
girl like a floating butterfly gave me enough insight into
1:51:00
what I was expected to do. Within months, I had
1:51:04
become his handy little helper. Not only would I run
1:51:06
to his beck and call, but I also aided Glaine
1:51:09
in bringing in more girls to keep the appetite of
1:51:11
our sexually starving chief from going hungry. I once asked
1:51:15
Elaine why she did what she did for him instead
1:51:18
of having a common monogamous relationship and getting jealous like
1:51:21
a normal partner would. She replied, simply, it takes the
1:51:25
pressure off of me having to do it. That's set
1:51:28
at all. We were all under the shade of Jeffrey's
1:51:30
money tree, and not even someone like her could escape
1:51:33
from its lure. Just like Laye had trained me, it
1:51:36
was now my job to reiterate that onto other girls,
1:51:39
and thus the cycle of girls trying to climb the
1:51:41
chain of hierarchy would start over each time I brought
1:51:44
a new one. In the sessions rarely differed much. They
1:51:48
would mostly start out with Jeffrey on top of the
1:51:50
massage table already naked, and me leading a girl into
1:51:53
massaging them until his instructions came to remove our clothing,
1:51:57
and if they agreed to that, then Jeffrey knew he
1:51:59
had them in his pocket and could do whatever else
1:52:01
he wanted. He was never turned down in the many
1:52:04
years I stayed with him, Never being shy, he would
1:52:07
tell us to start kissing each other, or depending on
1:52:10
what he wanted, we would perform erotic acts, sometimes with
1:52:13
him fondling us or just masturbating while he watched. On
1:52:17
explicit occasions, sex toys would be used on us girls,
1:52:20
making it all the more exciting for him to observe,
1:52:23
ending with a payment of two hundred dollars for the
1:52:25
new girl and four hundred for me bringing her. He
1:52:28
would then wait for us to leave before adding the events,
1:52:32
details of names and payments in a little black diary
1:52:34
he kept with him wherever he went, so if he
1:52:38
were anyone of the city he's lived in, he would
1:52:40
always have contacts for sex. So the little black book
1:52:44
we always talk about. If you're looking for a list,
1:52:46
that's it. I was slowly climbing the ladder as Jeffrey
1:52:50
was happy taking me everywhere with them within the States.
1:52:53
Merely at home, I distanced myself from my family altogether,
1:52:57
and with Jeffrey renting me an apartment in Royal Pond
1:52:59
be Each as well as a plush furnished apartment in NYC,
1:53:03
there was hardly a need to see them. I just
1:53:06
couldn't face everyone, thinking they all knew what I was
1:53:08
really doing, traveling around with a man old enough to
1:53:11
be my grandfather who supposedly only wanted me for massages,
1:53:16
much further convincing myself of the lies I told myself.
1:53:19
I took a liking to the xanax. I felt it
1:53:22
was all a dream at times, even meeting up with
1:53:24
my old contact from school years who experimented with drugs.
1:53:28
I was flying around the country, seeing so many places
1:53:31
in America I had only heard about movies and making
1:53:34
more money than anyone at my age and loving it.
1:53:37
My friends didn't believe the lies I told them about
1:53:40
only being a massage therapist, some of them asking if
1:53:43
they can meet Jeffrey too. At this point my life,
1:53:47
my heart went missing for a while, and I stooped
1:53:50
so low. I was even bringing my friends. I just
1:53:52
saw them as easy commission. When I wasn't playing servant
1:53:56
to my master. I was partying hard, eventually using ecstasy,
1:54:00
acid in marijuana to disillusion. The times I would have
1:54:04
spent away from Jeffrey to think about what I was
1:54:06
actually doing with my life. I realized something one day
1:54:10
while I was alone. Although I had Jeffrey to attend
1:54:13
to sexually, it was not gratifying. I need someone to
1:54:16
come home to, someone I could call my boyfriend, and
1:54:19
that showed me emotion, not just a job to get done.
1:54:23
All right, folks, We're going to wrap up that episode
1:54:25
right there, and in the next episode we're gonna pick
1:54:27
up where we left off. And that's with the start
1:54:30
of chapter seven. All of the Information that goes with
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