OK, this is a rather short part, but I hope you'll enjoy it anyway.

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“Ahh, that was fun!” Coming back from their ride, Julia and her new best friend, the beautiful black mare named Arlena, trotted along the path through the meadows; the horse and the young woman walking side by side.
Julia noticed Arlena’s nose was running a bit, so she pulled a soft piece of cloth from her pocket. Dabbing at the horse’s nostrils, she saw they were coated in fine yellow pollen. Carefully, she began to wipe them off.
Feeling the woman’s gentle touch, Arlena wiggled and scrunched up her nose. The effect of the nasal spray was wearing off, and she began to feel the tickly pollen in her nose more and more. Julia softly brushing the cloth around her sensitive nostrils made the tickle worse. “Haahhh… hyyaahhhh… haaaeeeCCKKSSHHOOOH!” she sneezed forcefully. And again, “HaaaaEEEGGGSSSHHHHAAAGH!”
“Bless you!” Julia dabbed at the mare’s nostrils again. “Feeling sneezy again, huh?... Come on, we’ll be home soon.”
As they walked, Arlena’s breath started hitching more and more, she raised her head, her face contorted, and her nostrils flared to huge ovals, but --- every time Julia thought a sneezy storm would break loose, the mare just exhaled, groaning with frustration. “I need to sneee-heeeeze!” she whinnied in a tormented voice. “My nose is tickling so muuhhhh… huuuhhhhh… hunghhhh!”
“Poor baby! There’s still so much pollen inside your nose, hmm! Let’s see if I can help you get rid of it!” Julia said compassionately. “When I wiped your nostrils with the cloth, it made you sneeze, right?... Let’s try it again. Two or three sneezes should do the trick. But I won’t use the cloth this time – it’s full of pollen now, and your nostrils are full enough of that stuff already.”
“Definitely!” Arlena nodded, her breath hitching again.
“All right. Here we go…” Julia’s subtle fingers began to softly tickle the mare’s flaring nostrils. Her fingers ran along the quivering rims, slowly teasing them as the mare’s breathing got even more ragged. “We’re getting closer!” Julia smiled as her fingertips slid into Arlena’s right nostril.
“Haaaahhhhhh…. Hhyyyyahhhhhh…”
“Let it out, honey!” Julia was now using her other hand to slide her fingertips into Arlena’s left nostril as well. She tickled and teased the highly sensitive inside of the mare’s nose with soft, feathery touches. “HaaaEESSHH!... HaaaaEESSHHH!... HaaaEESSHHHAAAHH!... Haah... aaahhh... haaaIISSSHHUUUH!... YYYYYEEESSHHUUH!... HaaaIIISSSHHHEWW!... HennNNEESSHHHugh!... Agh, hehhhIIISSSHHagh!... HHEEEAASSHHUUahhh!... Ngahhh... haaaaAASSHHHUU!... Ahhh... please stop--hh... ESSHHUUUUH!... NNYYEEESSHHUUUUH!... HehhhEEESSHHOOH!... HehhhEESSSHHOOOOGH!... Hah--- haaaIIISSSHHHOOagh!“
“Bless you, Arlena dear! That was quite a sneezing fit!” Julia smiled, reluctantly letting go of the mare’s tickly, reddened nose. “Your beautiful nose looks clean now. How do you feel?”
The black mare wiggled her large nose. “A lot better, thanks! My nose is still a bit itchy, but I think I’ve sneezed most of the pollen out.”
They continued their way home.