Three Amigos

Chapter 1
As soon as Patrick heard the familiar roar of Elle's Porsche, he started banging on Brandon's door.
"SAAAD!!!!! Get your ass up, were going out tonight!"
After hearing some harsh movements and profane sentences, Brandon opened the door to see Patrick's grin stretch from ear to ear.
"Kid, Elle's not even hear. Your so fucking lucky that I want to get laid more than I want to lay down and sleep." In the middle of his sentence the front door of their revamped brimstone opened.
"Damn Sadie, normally I'd make some comment about how your too horny for your own good," Elle laughed at that, "but I haven't seen anything other than sweaty, men the last few months. Oh, and if you guys could tell to Prust buy some deodorant it would be appreciated."
Elle had played with Brandon since Bantam, but tore her ASL while playing for team Canada at world's a few years back. The injury devastated her, but Brandon was her rock. She went to school then became a trainer, and physical therapist for the Hawks. She lived with Brandon, and then once Kane joined their friendship he moved in.
The two men laughed really hard at this.
"Ya, I sit next to him in the locker room, he smells like cheap beer is coming out of his pores!" Kane remarked.
"Kaner everything smells like beer to you," Brandon said while high-giving Elle. "I'm gona go throw a shirt on, you two get an uber."
"He's already on his way," Kane said "The three of us haven't had time to get together in a while, and IR is lame but it's even worse when my two best friends are constantly traveling."
Elle knew this, and she missed hanging with her boys, "Ya Kane I know. But tonight's all about drinking beer and wheeling some major babes, just like always."
"I mean, I know I'm going to get some rockets tonight, but I doubt you'll be taking anyone home wearing that." Kane gestured to Elle's trainer pants, and jacket that had the Blackhawk's logo.
"Oh yeah, almost forgot." Elle slipped him a small smile and slipped off her pants and jacket to reveal leggings, and a white tank top that showed her black lacy bra. Then she shook her dark, curly hair out from its ponytail.
"Fuck you! I bet even the straight girls are gona be all over you!" Patrick nudged her playfully, and then Brandon emerged from his room wearing a nice shirt and casual slacks.
"Ready to go?" He asked with a grin.
The bar was packed as usual but the trio got a nice booth, and were swiftly given their favorite beers, "on the house".
As the three laughed about anything and everything, Patrick's eyes started to glaze over, and the other two quickly followed his gaze.
Standing at the bar was a totally hot girl, whose long brown hair fell nicely around her made up, yet soft face. But her face was nothing compared to her stellar rack, and yoga butt.
Elle was the first one out of the booth, and soon she was face to face with the bombshell.

1. Chapter 1

   The Friends Go Out, and See a Total Bombshell