I have various answers when people ask what I do for work, ranging across the spectrum of honesty/respectability from 'writing' to 'fiction' to 'erotica' to 'porn'.
This weekend I was away with a group of people I don't know, and someone asked the usual question, and I said - because she seemed a nice, open kind of woman - 'erotic fiction'. Woah! She shrieked with laughter and her whole face lit up.
How lovely it seems to cheer someone up just by telling them what you do.
Maybe that's the best response you could get. (It certainly beats the sleazy/sneery response, which is my least personal favourite.)
'I've written a whole bookful of racy stories, in my head', said her friend, with a big dreamy smile.