When we informed you yesterday of the lawsuit against the New York Post brought by Maximilia Cordero—the woman who might have been born a man (but she says not!) and who might have been raped by "billionaire financier" Jeffrey Epstein when she was underage—we apparently made some mistakes, according to her lawyer and live-in ex-boyfriend, William Unroch. Unroch wrote us yesterday to request a clarification, and his letter is posted below.

Maximilia Cordero, alleged underaged sexual assault victim (who was allegedly born a man) of alleged billionaire pervert Jeffrey Epstein, is now suing the New York Post, according to Radar, for allegedly smearing her and not disclosing after their countless quotes from Epstein flack Howard Rubenstein that he is also the New York Post's publicist. Epstein, former alleged Radar investor, allegedly raped Maximila "Ava" Cordero and also allegedly wore lipstick and asked to be called "Janice."

Somehow, the state of Florida will have to assemble a jury of maybe-millionaire and probably-perv Jeffrey Epstein's peers—because Radar hears he's backed out of his plea deal arrangement and wants a jury trial on his prostitution charge! Oooooh doggie! The money manager has also been accused of frequent touching of teen gals as well. Not to be gleeful at other people's misfortunes—plus, how can prostitution be a crime in a whoretopia like Florida?—but this is gonna be AWESOME.

Apparently Maximilia "Ava" Cordero, formerly Maximillian, who has claimed that maybe-millionaire money-manager Jeffrey Epstein had sex with her when she was (by New York law) underage but after she became a woman, which is very tricky, has had her lawyer-lover amend her complaint! It's pretty out there: "Epstein suddenly went into the bathroom and came out several minutes later wearing red lipstick and wearing a matted red wig. He said to plaintiff 'Call me Janice'."

Last week, we met young Maximilia "Ava" Cordero, who says she was degraded by maybe-millionaire money manager and sex disaster Jeffrey Epstein; her 57-year-old lover filed suit on her behalf against Epstein. Today, the NY Post has significantly advanced the storyline, claiming that Ms. Cordero is a man; she "was born Maximillian Cordero in 1983, records show." So that's why we couldn't find out anything about her—but the Post and their publicist who is also Jeffrey Epstein's publicist Howard Rubenstein sure could! "It wouldn't surprise me if the next claim was from the Loch Ness monster," says Epstein's lawyer. Really? Do you think that if you compare a transsexual to an immense and mysterious sea creature that we're still not going to believe he had sex with her? Or some actual sea critters, for that matter?

ALSO! William Unroch, the lawyer-boyfriend for maybe-millionaire financier Jeffrey Epstein's latest underage sex claimant-whatever, is a model agency owner and here are all his young lovelies! (Apply within! "We are always looking for delightful new female models and actresses who want to work for us in New York City.") [Models 4 Movies]

OH my God what? So the sad (and sorta illiterate!) underage sexcapade suit filed against maybe-millionaire probably-perv Jeffrey Epstein was filed by the poor gal's boyfriend? Who is a kind-of awesome wingnut named William Unroch? Who has a blog? And also apparently another girlfriend?

Here's a story! Once upon a time a bad gal-pal told a 16-year-old girl that she knew this rich guy who helped girls become models. (A note from the real world: There are no older men who help girls become models. Except maybe Nigel Barker, fashion photographer and "America's Next Top Model" judge.) And so the girl showed up at this guy's huge house, up at 71st and 5th Avenue. She had brought photos of herself. The guy was wearing a bathrobe! He took her about the house, showing off the chandeliers and the gaudy crystal ball on the spiral staircase, and a statue of a dog and its poop. But oh noes! He also had a massage room!

Poor Jeffrey Epstein! The maybe-millionaire money-manager is apparently getting the stick from every young woman in the greater Florida area. Every chick—or, at least 40 of them— who's been in his Palm Beach house has realized that there's money in claiming to have been hit on or paid for sex or something by the randy fella, who is soon off to jail for 18 months because a bunch of teenagers lied to him and said they were 18 and then gave him "massages." We're not sure why this "new" piece of information is being aired in Page Six, though Epstein's people get a chance to advance-disparage any claimants, suggesting these nice young ladies are all money-hungry drug addicts. But they're still paying out, so get out of that methadone line and come get your cash!

"Lawyers for Jeffrey Epstein, the millionaire New York money manager accused of soliciting underage prostitutes, are negotiating a plea deal with prosecutors and trying to keep Epstein from having to register as a sex offender if he pleads guilty...." [ABC News]

Probable non-billionaire money manager and massage enthusiast Jeffrey Epstein "has agreed to plead guilty to soliciting underage prostitutes at his Florida mansion in a deal that will send him to prison for about 18 months," says the New York Post. He'll also get some quiet house arrest time. The Post claims that the feds will drop their own investigation for his pleading guilty to the Florida state charges. Could be true! Since the feds don't ever talk, and Epstein's main lawyer didn't talk, we assume this was all put out by PR man Howard Rubenstein, in an effort to get it out early and make it blow over. This still is shocking—is Jeffrey Epstein really gonna go to jail, with Clinton-hating Ken Starr and his entourage of lawyers working on his behalf? Travesty! This is not supposed to happen to the rich!

Here are some of the crazed rumors we've heard about the Vanity Fair story that John Connolly is writing about alleged financier-perv* billionaire Jeffrey Epstein, of whom it is alleged that he retained a procurer of underage girls. Oh my God, we heard that Bill Clinton came into 4 Times Square and told Vanity Fair editor Graydon Carter that this expose of Epstein must not run and of course Graydon folded like a paper doll. And also we heard alleged former Epstein alleged friend Ron Burkle is Danny A's backer on every club he opens and Burkle does that to harvest pretty young things then flies them to L.A. and allegedly sells them to Epstein and alleged movie-producer Steve "Bing Laden" Bing and it is this cabal of partying hedonists that has prevented the piece from running! And also we heard that Prince Andrew (the one who divorced Fergie!) and the royal family interceded, promising to shut down Graydon Carter's restaurant The Waverly Inn if this piece runs and that is all why it has not seen the light of day yet!

One of the best things editor Tony Ortega brought to the Village Voice from his previous job at the Broward-Palm Beach New Times is the story of D. Bruce McMahan, the 65-year-old dude who married his daughter in Westminster Abbey and who used to work with Jeffrey Epstein. The original reporter Kelly Cramer follows up in this week's issue of the Voice. with a profile of Elena McMahan, Bruce's fifth (non-blood-related) wife. We've pulled out all the good parts for you. And by good we mean really gross.

• Baba Wawa's interview with Anna Wintour airs Dec. 12. [Fashion Week Daily]
  

Considering why Ron Burkle now supposedly "detests" former dinner companion and alleged sex perv Jeffrey Epstein, the most obvious explanation was that Burkle passed judgment on Epstein's bedroom proclivities. However, the real reason for their split may go back to two particular forces responsible for so much anxiety in this town — Bill Clinton and Radar magazine. In hindsight, it was all too obvious, really.

You've no doubt been asking yourself: Why haven't I seen Jeffrey Epstein's puckish mugshot in so very long? Worry no more, for here it is, along with a reader opinion on whether or not actual billionaire and aspiring mogul Ron Burkle and sexually bent financier Jeffrey Epstein were ever really, truly, friends:

The new Democratic dawn isn't just good news for gays and commies; it's also payback time for supermarket billionaire and would-be media mandarin Ron Burkle. A longtime patron of Clintons both Bill and Hillary as well as Nancy Pelosi among others, Burkle will enjoy considerable leverage and face time among the newly ascendant party. Forbes carries the water, asking why so many people make fun of Burkle, when all he wants to do is make money and help people (to make him money); the article has no particular answers, noting that Burkle even got mad at Gawker for our "53 citings since March." Make that 54, pal. Amusingly — and no doubt to ensure access to their subject — Forbes is forced to dance around Burkle's biggest publicity gripe. No, not this, which we don't pretend to understand or endorse. This is something or someone who Must Not Be Named.

If you happen to be an avid reader of The Australian — and why aren't you, really — you'd have been treated this weekend to a profile of Paramount Group, a Soho broker that specializes in sending hot chicks on property visits. Rather than a bored suit or icy matron, why not enjoy the informed company of a professional model who's moonlighting in the real estate game? It's a sweet arrangement, as Paramount co-chairman Paolo Zampolli also runs ID Models, from which the realty hotties come. That model hive has quite an interesting track record — a quick check of their "About" page shows one of the infamous gossip-inducing pics of ID model Cinthia Moura taken with Bill Clinton back in 2001. And look, it's Sante d'Orazio! And ID Model Adriana Mucinska also spent time as arm candy for alleged masseuse fan Jeffrey Epstein. This seems like a good time to note, once more, that there are only superficial similarities and many differences between Epstein and would-be media mogullionaire Ron Burkle. But just coincidentally, here's something else you should know about Paramount/ID's Paolo Zampolli:

The Broward-Palm Beach New Times has a lengthy, disgusting story about a local multimillionaire named D. Bruce McMahan who, at the age of 65, married his 35-year-old daughter, Linda Marie Hodge McMahan Schutt. We'd rather not go into the details (save for the bit about their DNA being found on Linda's dildo), but the marriage ended in a nasty legal disaster. What makes this all relevant is an aside about one of McMahan's many ex-wives, Melinda Ewell, who herself had an ugly divorce from McMahan sometime before he tried to seduce her daughter:

• After her recently fired flack Rob Shuter planted less-than-true items about her non-relationship with John Mayer, Jessica Simpson goes on serious damage control, placing personal phone calls to the celebrity weekly editor posse and apologizing for making everyone look like dumbasses. People editor Larry Hackett, however, didn't take the call. Time Inc. is a very "talk to the hand" kind of place. [Radar]
• Alas, the court documents pertaining to the separation of Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown aren't half as interesting as their show (speaking of: if ever there were a time to bring that shit back, it'd be now). And lest you forget, there's actually a 13-year-old daughter involved here, who's probably been wandering the streets for months. [TMZ]
• Meanwhile, Roger Friedman fondly remembers the days of "I Wanna Dance With Somebody." [Fox411]
• The death of Anna Nicole Smith's son is being deemed "suspicious;" Smith herself didn't remember what happened, having gone into shock. [Reuters]
• Harvard likes its money, and the school doesn't care where it came from. Thus they won't be giving back alleged hebephile Jeffrey Epstein's $6.5 million donation. You know how it goes: as long as the dollar bills aren't sticky... [Page Six]
• Crazy old coot Dr. Laura believes that "women act like unpaid whores," and she's right. Get paid, bitches! Don't do that GGW crap for free! [Page Six]