<em>A towel? </em>She ducked back behind the door frame and looked at the pile of white fluffy towels.  How was a towel going to help ease her cramp?  She grabbed one of the towels, trying not to whimper as the calf muscle seized up again. It had never been this bad before.   Somewhere in the back of her mind she remembered someone telling her it could be a lack of potassium or was it salt?  A salty banana however didn’t sound appetising!<br/><br/>Another dilemma hit her as she prepared to limp back into the bedroom.  She would have to get across the room, naked.  Alright, obviously Cooper had seen her naked up close and personal already but the act of walking around his room naked seemed a little…too intimate for their, err 'relationship'.<br/><br/>There was a momentarily delay before she emerged from the bathroom, the towel draped from her arm in a way that hid her modesty without being too obvious about it.   She did her half hop, half hobble routine over to the bed, using the arm with the towel across her breasts to stop them jiggling about.  Her face inflamed with embarrassment once again but if his magic fingers could ease out the pain in her leg, she was willing to endure the embarrassment rather than the pain.<br/>