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Nobody's Girl by Virginia Roberts Guiffre

As we embark on what is becoming Epsteinapalooza—a nonstop news cycle of all things Jeffrey Epstein—a discussion of Virginia Guiffre’s book Nobody’s Girl seems on point. Nobody’s Girl was released on October 21, 2025, roughly six months after the author’s death. Compiled with ghostwriter Amy Wallace, this 350-page book tries to be about Virginia’s life, but it is hard to read any page of it without thinking of her death.

Virginia was one of the leading and most heroic of “Epstein’s girls” to come out of the shadows and report what happened to her. On the one hand, it’s a heroic David-and-Goliath story. On the other hand, it’s a snorkel tour of a cesspool.

If you get this book with the hopes that you’ll find out a bunch of names on the alleged list, you’ll be disappointed. She drops a few names here and there, but when Virginia was in Epstein’s orbit she met and sometimes was trafficked to many people she did not know—people like investment bankers or Harvard professors or foreign dignitaries.

There is a lot to be learned about how the Epstein world worked from the book. I suspect this is a playbook for other elite gangs. And that’s a key—Epstein’s sex trafficking was not the garden variety business of pimping out hookers. He serviced a very specific clientele, and the girls were more of a dessert than the main course. Of course, what Epstein was actually up to is another story for another day. Virginia never knew that side of the enterprise.

The Backstory

Virginia came from a horrific background, having been sexually abused by her father at age seven or eight (she couldn’t remember) and then given to her father’s friend on many occasions. The little girl found no help or support from her mother, who liked to beat her with thorny switches from the family’s rose garden. Virginia started to run away and act out, which landed her in a hellish rehabilitation center, which then caused her to run away and land in the clutches of a small-time pimp who expanded her knowledge of drugs, alcohol, and sex for money. All this happened before she was 15.

The Roberts (that’s her maiden name) family lived in Loxahatchee, Florida, which is truly the other side of the tracks from Mar-A-Lago. When her father got a job as a landscaper at Mar-A-Lago, he suggested his daughter might find work there. Virginia had just escaped from the man who was trying to pimp her out and her father would not take her in—but he did give her a job reference.

Virginia worked at the club in the massage center. She was not a trained masseuse—she could only dream of that—but she did help out folding towels and keeping the rooms tidy. Mar-a-Lago was Virginia’s field of dreams; she nursed an aspiration to become a licensed massage therapist.

For Ghislaine Maxwell, Mar-A-Lago was a hunting ground. Pretty, sophisticated, and with the sort of accent that Americans call British, this international woman of mystery wowed the young Virginia, who made the mistake of trusting her immediately. Ghislaine had some business ideas and wanted to help Virginia learn massage. Soon, she brought Virginia down the road from Mar-a-Lago to the big pink house in Palm Beach where Epstein resided. Virginia’s father knew about this—later on, he even gave Virginia rides to and from the pink house. It was years later that Virginia learned that Epstein had bought the “rights” to Virginia from her father.

She was devastated, but not surprised.

How Epstein Girls Worked

Virginia foolishly trusted Epstein and Ghislaine, revealing a few sparse but sadly sufficient details about her past. She thinks she is opening up to them, but she really was only confirming what they already knew. She was a perfect victim—damaged, unloved, confused about sex, abused, and with no family members to fight for her. Ghislaine had a knack for finding these woeful teenage girls.

When Virginia first met Jeffrey Epstein, he was naked and awaiting a massage in the massage room of the pink house. Ghislaine massaged him in tandem with Virginia, giving her tips. Later, Epstein would teach Virginia how to do “things men like.”

Virginia’s focal point in this strange new world was always Ghislaine, who became a sort of surrogate mother. There were other girls, lots of them, but Ghislaine was artful in keeping the girls apart and encouraging petty fights and jealousies. In fact, in Virginia’s subsequent legal ordeals, she often had to search for coworkers she scarcely knew. Epstein and Ghislaine trafficked hundreds of girls, and each girl seemed to go through her ordeal alone.

The Next Level

For a short while, Virginia worked at Mar-A-Lago, lived nearby with a boyfriend, and visited Epstein when summoned for a massage. She got a few hundred dollars per job, which seemed a lot to her. One day, Ghislaine asked her to go “on salary.” This increased her income enormously, but she had to agree to appear when summoned and to go with Epstein and his posse for however long they demanded.

She took that job. Altogether, she worked for Epstein for about two years. It seems such a short time—she’s been in court longer than she was trafficked. However, her two-year tenure was not unusual. Most girls aged out of the Epstein orbit when they started to look 18.

Information about Jeffrey Epstein

Virginia did not have insight into politics, intelligence agencies, charities involved in public health, money laundering, shady financial dealings, or other goings-on; she was strictly there to please Epstein and/or the various visitors as directed. However, there was a short season where she was particularly close to Epstein as the current “favorite,” and she found he liked to talk about everything—the mathematical underpinnings of language, classical music, the science of cloning, modern art, and such. Epstein always saw himself as the smartest guy in the room.

He could be witty—he openly nicknamed Bill Clinton MacGyver for his wily abilities to get out of political hot water. At times, he could be kind. Virginia loved horses and Epstein arranged visits for her to his New Mexican ranch to go riding—not work, just to take some time off doing something she enjoyed.

Epstein preferred skinny people and he lived on an austere low-calorie diet of mainly bland, healthful foods and he expected others who worked for him to do the same.

Virginia escaped because she had earned the trust of Epstein and Maxwell—in fact, she was part of the inner circle. Knowing she wanted to be a masseuse, Ghislaine decided to send her to a special massage school in Thailand. It was in Thailand that she met a rowdy Australian man named Robbie Guiffre whom she would marry within a few days. With the courage of a new champion, Virginia called Epstein and told him she had gotten married and wasn’t coming back.

“Have a nice life,” Jeffrey Epstein said to her and hung up. Little did he know, their new relationship (as Plaintiff/Defendant) was just starting.

Names, Please!

There aren’t a lot of names mentioned in the book. You can get more Epstein names reading USA Today. Plus thousands of Epstein emails have been dumped last week, and there are more names there than in this book.

Notably, Virginia does mention Andrew, formerly known as Prince, and it is speculated that the release of this book led to the boisterous tumble of the House of York.

Of course, everybody wants to know about Trump. In the book, Virginia states specifically, albeit in a footnote, that she had never been with Trump in a sexual situation nor had she ever seen him in such a situation with others. She also knew that Epstein and Trump were not on good terms with each other, so Trump was not exactly on the top of the guest list at Epstein Island.

What the Book Leaves Out

According to the official reports, Virginia Roberts Guiffre completed suicide on April 25, 2025. There was initially some speculation this was foul play, since she had reported multiple threatening incidents before her death, which she linked to her legal battles with Epstein and others, and stated on the record that she was not suicidal.

However, the book discloses that in the last year of her life, Virginia attempted suicide more than once. This seems odd, considering that Virginia had won many court battles, gotten some fat settlements, and was now running a growing nonprofit organization to protect sex-trafficking victims and help them get justice. She had three children, a home in Australia (her husband’s native country), and a global platform to fight sexual abuse. She had been in therapy and was patching up tenuous relationships with her family.

It doesn’t make sense, but there is information the book leaves out.

There are allegations that her husband—who helped her escape from Epstein and stood by her during many long, difficult battles—was guilty of years-long domestic abuse. In February 2025, Robbie Guiffre had filed a restraining order against Virginia for “family violence,” that prevented her three children from seeing her. Her kids at the time were aged 19, 16, an 15 years. There are scant details in the press about this and Virginia did not share any details in her book.

Why Didn’t She Just Leave?

And that is the ultimate question in the book, and she is brave enough to respond to it. Virginia had never been locked up in a dungeon. She didn’t wear a tracking monitor. The whole time she lived in Florida near the pink house when she first was groomed by Epstein, she was sharing an apartment with a boyfriend. The boyfriend knew what she was doing and Epstein knew about the boyfriend. She also had family nearby. Even working for Epstein, there were times—sometimes many days at a time—when she could come and go as she pleased.

Why didn’t she just leave?

The problem can be made layered and complex with psychological insights into feelings of worthlessness, shame, and abandonment, but the truth that teenager Virginia saw was simple and direct. She had nowhere to go. Even if she could run away, how would she earn a living? And who would stand by her if Epstein and his associates came looking for her? She had no one to help her.

This book is a short read, portions of it are kind of breezy, and there is a little too much happy talk about Robbie (sort of like in Spare where Harry spends too much time making sappy talk about his dream-girl Meghan), but it’s very enlightening. And very disturbing. Haunting.

Virginia did live long enough to see Epstein incarcerated and hear his death reported. She lived long enough to see Ghislaine Maxwell behind bars. I only wish Virginia had lived long enough to see Andrew lose his royal title and fancy palace.

And I hope President Trump does not pardon Ghislaine Maxwell.