Even knowing what wheat is he has no idea what a reasonable price for it would be. There's enough food around that you don't get people forming gangs to make sure they have access to it. 

Kaleva will come up with SEVERAL different models and Sasha can decide which one he likes the implications of the best. 

(He's so so happy. He's happier than Sasha has ever seen him.)

Good. Kaleva should always be this happy and Sasha will totally supply him information with which to create economic models. 

It will not occur to Kaleva that he should go to bed but eventually he starts dozing off mid-sentence.

Then Sasha will push him to the bed and snuggle him until they both fall asleep properly. 

It's so good!

He wakes up early and nudges Sasha and says, "sex books!"

"You're so cute." 

The bookstore still doesn't have anyone actually there to check if they're over 18 or not. 

Blink. Blink. 

"...Why are there fitness magazines here?"

"They have half a page of exercise routine, half a page of explaining that the extremely attractive naked men are meant to inspire you to follow the exercise routine, and fifty pages of extremely attractive naked men. Or weirdly skinny naked men, in some cases." 

Kaleva picks up one of the ones with an extremely skinny man on the cover and flips through it and stops breathing. 

"....cute. Most of the fiction does the thing where the main character meets his true love and gets married five pages before the ending, which you can totally skip but it kinda sours the whole thing for me, I like the stuff claiming to be nonfiction better." 

He takes three or four of the magazines with skinny boys, looks at the magazine with muscular men in it, and leaves it there. 

"Is the nonfiction all 'and then they got raped by strangers' though? I like it when people l-- like each other and are friends."

"I bet there's some that doesn't? We might have to dig for nonfiction that doesn't have any rape anywhere." 

He puts the magazines in his bag and starts looking through the fiction. "I bet I can skip the last chapter."

Gay Vets looks promising from the back cover but when he skims through the first chapter he discovers that the characters whose love is forbidden are brothers and he is just not sure he is ready for that.

Hellbent in Leather is about a glamorous leatherman and his harem of boys whom he trains as slaves. Kaleva considers this very seriously, then finds a passage about one of the boys' eternal devotion to his master and how he can think of nothing more satisfying in life than pleasing his master in every detail, and grabs it. 

A Load of Seamen is sailor fetish porn. This is, Kaleva concludes, not his kink.

He's picked over the fiction section pretty thoroughly already, and is instead examining the nonfiction for things that look like maybe the people in them will like each other. 

Sexual Perversion in the Inverted Male contains a bunch of advice about the correct way to tie people up, how to have anal sex without pain, how to aim a whip, and the best strategies for bloodplay. There are diagrams. Every three or four pages it contains a paragraph about how all of this is, obviously, sick and wrong.

Men Into Beasts is fifty pages of porn about the rampaging rape gangs who use the innocent protagonist as a sex toy, at which point the protagonist meets the dark and brooding Most Violent Man In The Prison. The Most Violent Man In The Prison is an asshole to everyone else but mysteriously not an asshole to the protagonist. He protects the protagonist from all the rampaging rape gangs and tenderly strokes his hair and brings him presents of his favorite food and opens up about his traumatic childhood. On page 305 the protagonist is released from prison and his wife says "oh darling! how did you survive?" and he stares out into space and says "...you have to make hard choices... if you want to survive prison..." 

Confessions of Sex Addict is a memoir about the protagonist's tragic descent into sex addiction. He is aware that it is destroying his life but gay sex is so sexy and hot that he can't stop himself from sucking strange men's cock. There are long and loving descriptions of how much it arouses him to get fucked and how ashamed and unhappy he is about it. On page 303 he goes into rehab and is so happy to be freed from the horrors of sex addiction.

Sexual Perversion of the Inverted Male is a good one to have probably, and he turns to Kaleva and says "I found one that starts out being about roaming rape gangs and then turns into your thing after fifty pages?" 

"Ooh, that's good. And I think you might like the Man From C. A. M. P. It has a preface in the first book that does the thing and then the sequels just don't bother. It's about spies."

"It seems more ridiculous than I usually like but I'll take a look, anyway —" 

"I might like it but it might get upsetting that there's a new love interest every book." He tosses in a couple of them anyway. "The sex plague that turns all the straight men into horny gay sex monsters is pretty hot."

"Oh, that does sound hot, I want to read that too." 

Kaleva kisses him. "When we get back maybe can you-- tell me? About sleeping with other people?"

"Yeah. I can." And maybe at some point they can go to the bathhouse together and Kaleva can watch him getting tied up, but he isn't expecting that point to be soon. 

"Sorry. I think. --I think I think it's hot?"

"Why are you sorry about that? I am definitely a fan of you thinking it's hot." 

They should maybe buy all these books and go home to have the rest of this conversation in private.