Lesbians prefer partners who bathe. After the first whiff of the dingleberries, old period blood and layers of smeg that smells like an overflowing Andy Gump, any self respecting dyke would give up and go back to men.
It would take hours with a bottle of bleach and a toilet brush to make that snatch edible, and for what, I ask you. Even if you finally get past the sewage-nurtured biofilm, it's still Isabella "Bella" Janke underneath.
Only ones DTF that girl are guys like Chris, who doesn't know any better.