Check out her address from her ID

I wonder to her house and try playing with the device she had. After a few attempts I mages to "unlock" her "phone" as it called itself. Trying to play with some of the features, including a strange yet addictive game where you try and break candy themed blocks.

Finally I make it to the address and knock on the door. I tough guy voice says "Bitch, how did you get back so soon with my dinner?"

Some jacked up gym rat with no shirt and a pair of jeans too tight opens the door. "Well who the fuck are you?" he says.

A female voice came from another room in this decent sized apartment. "Who is it?"

"I'll take care of it bitch." The man yelled back, "No who the fuck are you?"

"Is this where Sarah lives?" I ask the jackass.

"You the cunt's side dick?" The man grabs me by my shirt. "I outta fuck your ass for fucking my pussy."

I grab his arm and drain most of his minuscule psy. He drops to the ground and I knee him in the face. He will be out for a while. I am going to make him pay for putting his hands on me. A woman walks out from another room. She has short jet back hair and is wearing a blue robe. "What the?" She sees me and darts.

She takes a second to grab her "phone" from a table and it give me the time to catch up with her before she can close the bathroom door. I smack the phone from her hand and it smashes against the sink. I now can see her. Her body is the opposite of Sarah's, she has large breasts, somewhat rounded cheeks, and ass is round and a little flabby. Her stomach, while not large is not toned like Sarah's. This guy clearly just wants to fuck and does not care who. She looks at me with pure fear. I grab her hair and **** her to look me in the face with her light brown eyes. I feel her energy and sap just a little. "What do you want?" She meaks out.

"Two things, first I'd like to know all about this device and what it can do." I tell her holding out what she tells me is a cell phone.

"You don't know what a cell phone is?"

"I've been locked under a rock for 30 years. I suggest you talk or your boyfriend's fate will be yours."

She tells me of the "internet" and digital banking, and apps, and games. These devices were about like magic to me. She told me all she could for a while. "What is the second favor?"

I smile and evil smile and her eyes look down. She knows what I am going to ask her to do. Or at least she thinks she does...